Coffins and Cheesecake (boyxboy)

Chapter 5

Its been awhile, hasnt it? Considering I just took this off hold, I should have posted more often for it, but I havent really had the chance lately. People are probably going to see that I posted this instead of my other stories and curse me to Hell, because I keep getting comments from people asking to post for them. So, sorry if you were hoping for one of them to be updated, but I really want to get going with this story. 

Anyways, I didnt plan this out at all like usual, so if its horrible, I'm terribly sorry. Just try and bare with me, alright?

PLEASE READ AUTHORS NOTE AT THE END

Wills POV

You know, being late on my first day of school wasnt exactly how I wanted things to go. Unfortunately, due to Joe Wickers appearance, I'm going to be about ten minutes late to my Physics class. On the plus side though, I can use being 'new' as an excuse for being late, so I'm not too worried. 

Walking into the classroom, it was just like I remembered it being. Everyone was scattered around the room, talking to their friends, trying to finish some homework they didnt do, and one guy was even sleeping in the back. The only thing that was confusing me, was the fact that there was no teacher in the room. 

Shrugging, I walked over to the nearest empty seat and plopped down, and surveyed the people in the room. 

There were a couple guys hovering over the shoulder of another, all of them staring at a magazine on the desk with wide eyes as they joked around with some of their friends. I leaned forward a bit to see what they were reading, and wasnt surprised to see a porn mag hidden by a textbook. Looking to my right, there were two girls staring into a compact mirror, applying more makeup than they needed as they gossiped about "that one bitch, Becky." In the back, there were a few people that were rapidly writing answers down on a worksheet, glancing at a book every now and then. The rest of the students were lounging in their seats, mainly texting or nothing at all, waiting for the teacher to arrive. 

The identity of our teacher was revealed when he walked in, holding a stack of papers. I almost groaned, but really, with the way my luck has been going, I should've seen this coming. It was Joe Wicker, of course. It may have been too dark in the closet to really see what he looked like, but I did manage to see the wire rimmed glasses he wore, and hints of his facial features. 

He stood tall, with broad shoulders and cold eyes that calculated your every move. His dark brown hair remained impeccable, not a stray hair in sight. His features were stern and sharp with high cheekbones and a defined jawline. As he put down the stack of papers on his desk, you could see his muscles as his shirt stretched across his back. And by the way the girls sighed hopelessly, you could tell that most of the female student body had a crush on him. He looked around the room, leaning on his desk as he waited for everyone to settle down before he spoke. 

A few would notice him, then quietly take their seats, and soon, other students would follow suit. His eyes roamed around the room, and I waited for him to notice me. When his gaze landed on me, I merely smiled sheepishly and twiddled my fingers at him in a wave. He may have attacked me, assuming I was a threat, but he did it for the purpose of protecting his clan. I'd rather not make any new enemies now that I've moved back. And although I told him my true identity, I could tell he didnt believe me just yet. 

He sighed and rubbed his temples, obviously not happy that I was in his presence. "Alright everyone, we have a new student, and I'd like you to welcome him to our class. Help him if he needs assistance." Everyone automatically sought me out when they heard 'new student,' and soon, everyones eyes were on me once again. I just waved awkwardly at them, not stating my name or addressing anyone.