The Devil is the Good Guy (Revised)

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

The loud buzzing from my alarm pulled me from my dreams. I slammed my hand down onto the device silencing its beeping and setting it to snooze. Turning to my side, I fiddled with the clock until I switched the alarm to off.

The door to my room soon opened and I was greeted by my mother who smiled and held up a uniform. The top was a simple light blue button up with a matching plaid skirt in blue, green and white. The outfit was cute on the hangers and a smile found its way onto my face.

I stood and took the uniform from my mother. "Thanks Mom. Do you think that new gray hair bow Dad got me would look good with the uniform?" I asked before she could close the door.

She looked at the uniform and tilted her head in thought. "I don't see why it wouldn't," she answered before closing the door so I could get ready.

As soon as the door was closed I started to change. I quickly changed from my pajama shorts and tank into the uniform. They fit nicely and the colors brought out my hazel eyes and went well with a pair of white tights. I went into the bathroom to fix my hair and brush my teeth.

In a few minuets half my hair was pulled up and braded while the other half flowed down my back in caramel waves. I opened the cabinet under the sink and pulled open my hair décor drawer only to find it empty. I sighed remembering that I still had a few boxes to unpack and this must be one of them. With that I settled for just leaving my hair undecorated and brushed my teeth.

Once done getting ready I rushed down the stairs only to miss the last step and fall on my butt. Laughter sounded from the living room and I turned my head with a death glare. My father sat on a chair attempting to not spill coffee as he laughed at my fall and now my glare. My mother came into the room to see what the commotion was as I stood.

"Someone's in a rush." She giggled for a quick second before heading back into the kitchen. I dusted my behind and followed her. The smell of eggs and bacon wafted in the air and a plate of said food sat on the table. My fall was forgotten as I moved a box from a seat and began to eat.

Finishing quickly I placed my plate into the sink and reached for my black flats next to the door to the garage. My mother reached for her jacket and purse before calling a goodbye to my father and opening the door. I copied and followed out the door with my backpack and coat in hand.

We climbed into the car and started out journey to the new school. The radio started to play some overplayed song before my mother changed the station to a news station. The voice of a reporter played over the speakers. "According to recent reports, our troops in Russia have successfully completed the mission of infiltrating a rebellion base with very few casualties. The President has said..." The voice was cut off when the station was changed followed by an upset grunt from my mother.

"Honestly this war needs to be over. Too many troops have lost their lives fighting for a problem that isn't even ours. Who cares about the civil war in Russia if it isn't affecting us?" My mother growled through gritted teeth. I simply frowned and turned my head to look out the window. My mother was worried. My Uncle, her younger brother, was over seas fighting and he is the only family she has but dad and me. I worried too.

A few overplayed songs later and we turned into the gates of a large school. Mom parked the car in the parking lot and we got out. I stood in awe of the schoolyard. Two large autumn colored oak trees decorated the lawn and a marble fountain stood in the middle. I stood still and took in the area before my mother pulled on my arm reminding me I needed to move.

We entered the building though tall glass doors and made our way to the front office. My mother fumbled with a few papers from her purse before handing them to the lady. The woman behind the counter smiled as I introduced myself. She then called the principle out of his office and he greeted us.

"What a delight to meet such a brilliant young lady. I'm Principle Lancaster and here is your schedule." He handed me a sheet of paper with a list a classes, the time they started and ended, the teachers, and the room numbers. He paused for a second before opening his office door and motioning for someone to come out.

A second passed before a guy emerged from his office. A beanie rested on the dark hair that fell just below his ears. His skin was slightly tanned and his eyes a red-brown color. He was very tall compared to my short height of five foot three. The sleeves of his button up were rolled to just above his elbows exposing his muscles. His clothes clung to his skin reveling his strong and well-built form.

I blinked a few times before turning my attention back to the principle, who had begun speaking again. "This is Lucas and I believe he will be a fine guide around the school. Be a gentleman and show her around."

I smiled and held my hand out to Lucas. "It's nice to meet you Lucas." He took my hand for a quick shake and a nod. I blushed when he made eye contact and quickly turned to my mother. "I think I'm good now Mom. Go to work and have a good day." My mother smiled and kissed my forehead before thanking the principle and leaving.

The principle turned to us as a bell rang. "First hour starts in ten minutes so you better hurry. Oh and Lucas, lose the hat." With that Principle Lancaster went back into his office leaving me and Lucas alone.

"What class does it say you have first," I jumped as Lucas spoke next to me. His voice was warm and deep and reminded me of a movie star.

In reaction to the question I unfolded the paper and looked to the first class listed on schedule. "It says Advanced Trigonometry room 104." I looked up from the paper to see him already walking away. My eyes widened and I started after him.

"The classrooms under 100 are on the first floor and anything above are on the second or third floor depending on the class. Your lucky we have the same first hour." We began to climb the steps when I noticed the glint of an earring on his left ear. I looked to his other ear to find his left was the only one pierced.

Suddenly, as we reached the top of the steppes, my clumsiness and luck combined so that my foot missed the last step and I found myself falling backwards. I closed my eyes in preparation only to open them when a hand grabbing my wrist stopped me from falling. When I looked up to my savior I found Lucas as he steadied me at the top and made sure I didn't fall again.

Warmth spread across my face as embarrassment hit me. I clasped my bag and ran the rest of the way to the classroom. I stopped, composed myself and opened the door. As I entered the bell rang and I was met by several pairs of eyes. A woman, who must have been the teacher, greeted me with a smile. "You must be Miss. Perlin. Take a seat in the seat behind Miss. Greens and I will get your book." The teacher motioned to the empty desk against the window behind a girl holding a box of cookies. I quickly got to my seat, removed my coat, and ruffled though my backpack for a notebook.

When I looked up on my desk a cookie of some kind sat in the middle of it. "Welcome to Kingman Academy, Home of the mighty peacocks. I'm Katelyn but Kate for short." The girl in front of me smiled as she brushed back some of her stray auburn hairs.

"My name is Momo and thank you for the cookie." The smile on her face got bigger when I spoke of the cookie. She pulled out another cookie and placed it on my desk. I smiled and picked one up and took a bite.

As soon as my first cookie was finished the teacher appeared at my desk with a book. She handed me the green, hardcover book. "I'm Mrs. Halls. We just took a test on chapter two so we will be starting on chapter three today. If you have any questions feel free to ask me and I'm sure I can help."

I looked up and took the book, thanking her as I did. She smiled, turned, and began to teach the class. As she spoke I looked at the first few pages of the chapter and frowned at the pages. Classes here were going to be really easy.