The Demon's Love 2

2

(Stuff starts happening in chapter 6)

It's been 2 weeks since our teacher has gotten fired and sent to prison. We have had different substitute teachers everyday. The school has been trying to find an official teacher.

I was in my room. Today was Monday. I was curious about if they found a teacher yet. I put on a black shirt and my red hoodie, along with black skinny jeans and converses.

I grabbed my book bag and walked out the door, not bothering to say bye to my parents.

I walked down the street to my bus stop. When it arrived I got on and went to the back, like I usually did. I put my headphones on and listened to the Iris cover by Sleeping With Sirens.

The ride went on and I also listened to Better off Dead by SWS and It's Over When It's Over by Falling in Reverse.

I took off my headphones and hung them around my neck. We weren't supposed to listen to music during class but I turned my music down a little so no one except me can hear it. Unless you got really close. No one would suspect anything because they weren't on my head.

I walked to my homeroom which was the room I stayed in all day. Our school didn't change classes like regular schools did.

When I walked in everyone was talking and smiling excitedly. I didn't really care why but Chelsea just had to walk up to my desk and smirk at me seductively. "Did you hear?"

"What?" I asked in a bored tone, not caring.

"We have a new teacher! No more substitutes." She said happily.

I shrugged. "Okay? Go away."

She glared at me and walked to her desk, sitting down and flirting with the guys beside her.

I heard the bell ring and looked down at my binder and started to search for the tab I needed to be on.

I stopped when I heard a very deep and hot voice.

"Yes. Thank you. See you." I heard the classroom door shut and kept my eyes on my binder.

The voice was so calm and collected. But also had something I couldn't quit put my finger on.

"Hi guys. My name is Mr. Lowell." The deep, soothing voice said.

I could almost hear the silence in the room. I looked around and saw everyone just staring at him. He can't be that hot. I mean like...

I made the mistake of looking. He was about 6 feet tall. He had beautiful light blue eyes and pitch black hair that was sorta on him in an emo style. He looked 18. And he was fucking hot.

"Who old are you?" A girl somewhere blurted out.

He chuckled which sent a shiver down my spine. " I am 20."

Are you sure!?

All the girls stared up and down his body while the guys just glared at all the attention he was getting.

What did I do? The same thing the girls where doing. Staring.

He was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. And I don't plan on taking my eyes off of him anytime soon.