What Have I Done?

Well Fuck

(Ghost's pov)

I felt bad for hurting the new demon's feelings, but whatever.

I climbed out of my bed. My heart ached to see the the little demon boy, Ricky. I hope I had other classes with him...

Wait, Devin, what the hell are you thinking?! You can't have a crush on him! You just met him! Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. This can not be happening! No! I slammed my fist on my steel table, causing a large dent.

After I calmed my storm of thoughts, I got dressed. Luckily I didn't have another mission today, so I put on a crop top, showing my flat pale stomach, and a pair of black skinny jeans with a studded belt.

(At school)

Our little cult walked in the school building, Chris of course, slammed the door open with such force, that he cracked the wall, causing the whole school to stare at us.

Balz shrunk behind the moose. I locked eyes with a specific someone. Ricky. Just looking at him made my insides burn, then melt. I was burning at both ends I guess you could say (ayyyy puns)

"Ghost, you okay?" Chris looked back and forth between Rick and I. "No way... Devin... Don't tell me..."

"Yes, Christopher, he's my mate... And I only met him last night..." I sighed, running a hand through my long black hair.

"Welp, go get him you bubble butt. He looks like a cool dude."

"Ugh Chrisss" I groaned, walking twords the raccoon hottie. Welp, here goes nothing...