Oliver
I was completely lost. Not only was I late but lost as well while wandering around the school campus. I looked down glaring at the sheet of paper in my hands.
"What the bloody hell is this? Fuck America schools I can't even find the damn exit," I sighed looking around trying to find any source of help I could find. Zero.
"Oi! Mr. British accent what are you doing at my school?"
I looked up from paper grinning at who I saw. If wasn't my dear girlfriends little brother Michael. I couldn't help the chuckle escape my lips as I saw him. This should be fun.
"Ah, if it isn't my little adorable sly fox. What brings you here to this bloody sad excuse of a school?"
"I'm adorable and a fox now? Good to know. You know the usual cause trouble five days a week thing; how about you?"
"Transferred after a stink bomb incident and the vice president molesting me," I said chuckling. Maybe American schools aren't all that bad.
"Damn, well my hungry wolf friend let's get you out of these halls before the ladies of this school get out of class and drop their panties as soon as they see you."
"Why that will go nice for my cousin panties collection. It's as if I'm a panty magnet of some sort either that or because I'm British," I said simply shrugging my shoulders.
"I'd go with the second one," he said . "Now what class do you have Mr.British accent."
I couldn't help but give a fake gasp towards him and chuckled before walking over to him.
"I'm wounded my sly little fox."
"And how am I a sly fox?" He asked smirking taking the paper away from me.
He looked it over with a bored expression. I wouldn't have expected to be netting up with him again so soon.
"Hm? You pretty much have the same schedule as me. Through, you have a few classes with my band mates like Ash and Jasper," he says handing the paper back to me.
"Some of these classes I already took. You Americans have an odd system for a school," I said jokingly.
"Odds not the word for it fucked up is the proper word for it. On the bright side we don't wear uniforms like you British folk do."
"At least out uniforms aren't tacky we're allowed to change some things but the rules still limit us on somethings also."
"Mhm sure thing cutie now let's get you to class that we are both late for"
"Cutie? Really?
"Love? Really?" He mocks back.
I scoffed at him. "It's illegal to say love now?"
"I don't know is it Illegal to call people cutie now?" He taunts back.
"Oh wow aren't you're just touchy one ain't ya?"
"You know I'm starting to understand why the girls love your voice so much," he laughs as he started walking.
"oh? And why is that love?"
"It's surprisingly sexy when you talk"
"Why thank you now only if I was taller the girls would really swoon! With my 5'5ft height I hope they're shorter here in America or should I say Merica?"
"Oh honey no just no it's America for a reason and stupid uneducated people keep trying to change its name and you really are short, "he smirks looking down at me.
I rolled my eyes at him."Why thank you for reminding me my sweet sly fox."
"I'm still wondering how I'm a sly fox care to enlighten me my dear hungry wolf?"
"Care to enlighten me why I called a hungry wolf?"
"Of course my dear except for the fact that I ask first therefore you have to tell me first sorry it's an American thing"
I scoffed. "Well that's bloody stupid! The reason I call you sly fox is because you remind me of one I saw years ago." I started laughing at the memory. "I never seen a person so mad at a fox before
He laughed along as well. "Wow I call you hungry wolf because you remind me of a wolf after its prey."
"Of course you do," I teased. "If you're not careful you may be my next prey
"Sorry babe but I'm not that easy of a target I'll make you work for it." He snickered walking down the hallway.
"Ohhh I do love challenges my love," I trailed after him grinning.
"Good I like a boy who is willing to work for it." He winks teasingly at me before knocking on the classroom door.
I couldn't stop myself from chuckling.
"I accept this little game then."
Hello Angel ( Girl) here sorry for the long delay for this chapter. I've been focusing on school and other stories and kinda forgot to do my part. But all that matters is that I finished it once and for all. As you can see I do Oliver POV while Demon does Michael POV. Bye! -Girl
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