Lovely Desire

Prologue

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             I LOOKED up from what I was doodling absentmindedly when the class finally silenced. Damn, it is about time. I don’t understand why kids insist on disobeying the rules when they know eventually they’re going to have to get punished for it. I found it retarded. Seriously – some of these kids here needed to get a grip on their acts. Damn, I swear these people are immature. Maybe if I stick my foot down their god damn throat they might – might – learn how to respect school rules without a teacher being in the room. I, of course, learned discipline and it wasn’t that hard. Keep your lips glued together unless a teacher and or adult ask you a question. Talking during lunch, after school, and during pep rallies were just fine, but other than that – you needed to be silenced until addressed.

I looked over and at a couple who were swamping spit in the middle of the classroom. I couldn’t help but compare them to wolves who just found their mate. I sighed audibly and sunk into my seat.

            I wish I had a hood to cover my face as I stared at my fingers, twiddling them and acting like I knew no one here. These kids were truly humiliating. I felt sorry for their parents. Everybody acted like they were five years old or something. Some of them even acted like some damn dogs. Damn, I needed to separate myself from such a group of children. Sadly, I was practically stuck with them because I was a cheerleader. Damn it. It felt as if I was trapped forever with these heathens.

            I looked back to the front of the class as our stocky principal entered into the room. She flashed her yellowish smile. Her beady chocolate eyes glistened as she cleared her throat. I raised a brow at her demeanor. How the hell could such an untidy looking woman run a whole entire school? No wonder this school is out of order. Look at that woman! Her chocolate brown hair was in a messy bun on her head and she had some fake diamond earrings in, but the earring was missing in her left ear. I almost busted out laughing, but bit my tongue. How did she become the principal? She must have bribed somebody into getting the job because she looked in no way ready to even associate herself with teenagers. The only thing keeping me from labeling her as a pedophile was the fact that she was wearing a suit. Minus the suit, she looked like one of those principals who were on probation for slapping a student in the face. I fought another smile as looked at the ugly mousy lady.

“Class, I’m so very sorry about the accident that took your teacher’s life. Miss. Stevens will be missed gratefully,” Her raspy voice broke the silence in the room. As a small smile was playing on her lips it didn’t seem as if she was sorry.  I made a face at her and shook my head and leaned my cheek on my fist. What the heck was going on? If this lady didn’t shut up in a few seconds I was going to knock her out with my own fist. The way she presented herself made me want to scratch her eyes out. I tried not to roll my eyes as I listened to what she had to say.

“I will like to introduce you to your new teacher,” She turned her head so that she was looking out the door. “Mr. Lawrence, please step in and meet your new class.”

            It was like the world stopped spinning as he took his first foot into the classroom. He stepped all the way in and I swear a God was my teacher. He had hair that could be compared with the night and it was in disarray on his head. His jet black hair stood out against his pale skin. His stormy gray eyes were decorated with long defined lashes. His long lashes created a shadow over his high cheek bones. I practically couldn’t peel my eyes away from his gorgeous eyes. They were a light gray that they almost looked white. He had deep dimples that indented his cheeks and he had a perfect million dollar smile. His eyes were bright as he looked at his new class.