Falling for the Vampire Prince

Chapter 6

I jumped awake to my alarm and looked around the room. I remembered what happened and felt sick. I stood and got dressed; I put on a pair of lace tights and a pair of shorts with a black tank and a plaid button down. I pulled on my boots and went into the bathroom. I put on my deodorant and brushed my teeth as well. I fixed my curly red hair, pinning pieces back out of my face. I grabbed a small bag and left picking up my schedule before heading off the class.

I walked in and took a seat next to Theo and his brother and Kenzie. Theo looked at me with lust in his eyes again but he looked sorry at the same time. I leaned back in my desk and turned to face the group of people smiling.

"Morning," I smiled as though nothing were wrong. They all called a good morning to me as well.

"I heard your name over the com last night," Kenzie said with a smirk. "What did you do? Its your first day here."

"Eh its no big deal," I laughed.

"No seriously," Theo laughed. "What did you do?"

"Nothing," I laughed. "Seriously I didn't do anything." The room fell silent and I turned in my desk. The teacher walked in, he was short and fat and very angry. He had thinning brown hair that was combed over his bald spot and he had harsh green eyes. I made a face at Theo and turned back propping my feet up on the desk.

"You cannot do that," the man hissed at me. "Take your feet off the desk." He made his way towards me and stopped next to me.

"It's not in the rules," I said casually bringing out a thick French accent. The guy looked at me in confusion.

"Those shoes aren't in regulation either," he said ignoring me and walking back to his desk and taking a seat.

"Really? They aren't steal toed, not a weapon of any sorts and they are work shoes. I got passed security."

"They are not in regulation!"

"Fine!" I yelled standing up. I kicked off my shoes and picked them up. "If you want them so badly you can have them." I dropped them on his desk and smirked. The guy looked up at me with pure anger. His nostrils were flared and red faced. I walked back and took my seat.

"Oh I know you," the teacher said standing up and leaning against the desk. "I know who you are, I've read your file."

"Oh really now?" I laughed. "You think you know me? Just from that file? Yeah okay, tell me who I am?"

"German, French, Italian, Scottish, Itallian, Russian German," the teacher said. "Shall I go on?" I nodded waiting to see where he was going. My file wasn't open to anyone because I was underage he just knew the basics.

"You speak all of the languages and have been to all of those places," he said.

"And more, but keep going I wanna see where you're goin with this," I laughed. I crossed my arms over my chest and kicked back looking at him. He was getting angry at me and I could see it.

"Daughter of a rich family but you've spent your life in the foster system," he said with a smirk.

"Okay you have done your research," I laughed. "Now what? You have records available through the news and you're just preaching it to me. Where you going with this?"

He was seething now, I could practically see smoke coming out of his ears. "Detention! And I'll make sure to write a great letter for parole."