Demons

Intro <3

    Your POV ~

   I began walking around the large University to find my first class. I had previously met my dorm mate, which spoke some weird-ass language. She got really mad when I couldn't understand her, so I grabbed my laptop and headed out the door. My first class is advanced biology with Mr. Purdy, and from what I heard he has quite the attractive assistant. As I look down at the schedule I was given and realize I was going the wrong way. 

"CRAP! I'm going to be LATTTEEEEE!!!", I shrieked. I scrunched my map and squinted my eyes. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain on my forehead and fell back onto the cold concrete sidewalk.

"Arghhh, what the hell did I just hit? A POLE! REALLY? WHO PUT A FUCKING POLE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SIDEWALK?", I said to myself as I press my hand against the left side of my head. I pull my hands away from my head and look up to see a pale, tattooed hand reaching down to help me up. I keep my head down and reach out my hand. A strong force pulls me to my feet. I look up slowly to see a black haired hottie, with some baby blue eyes. Looking back to the ground I see my laptop and a bunch of sketches scattered across the concrete. 

"Are you alright?", a low rough voice says,"Can I help you pick those up?". 

"I'm okay, I guess." I utter quickly. Straightaway I bend down to pick up my papers. 

"Here let me help you with that," he muttered. I shook my head and reached for one of my newest sketches I feel a warm touch on top of my hand. The pale hand briskly moved off mine and gathered the rest of the ruffled papers and handed them back to me.

"Thank you," I murmured. I glanced up to see him holding one of my sketches.

"Your really talented, you know that?" he spoke softly, making me blush. I reached out towards the notepaper, and he looked up at me straight in the eyes. His eyes never once moved as he passed me back the sketch. He looked up at the sky, then back down at me.

    "My names Andy by the way. I would have introduced myself earlier but you had a slight run in with a light post," he said with a sly grin. We both laughed, and then I introduced myself, "I'm y/n, in case you were wondering." 

    "So, where you headed?" he asked with a low tone. I pulled out the plain white paper that had my schedule poorly printed onto it. He read the blotchy ink as if it were an ancient artifact, "Sweet, I am headed to the same class. Want me to walk you there?" I shyly nodded, and he slid his warm hand down my arm till he reached my hand, he then held it tighter and started leading me quickly around the campus. 

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    We arrived at the classroom, to be greeted by an entire class staring at us. An older man, maybe mid-30's, stepped forward and brushed his long black hair out of his face showing off his sharp cheekbones. 

    "Mr. Biersack you're late," he glared straight towards my new found friend. "Who's the girl?" Andy looked down at the ground then back at the man who sat back into a swirly chair behind a large desk at the front of the room. 

    "This is the new student, y/n," Andy said staring back at who I now expected to be Mr. Purdy. For what seemed like forever the two awkwardly stared at each other until all of the sudden they broke out laughing. Mr. Purdy pointed towards me then flipped his hand over and motioned me to come up to his desk. I quickly scooted over to his desk and looked down at my feet while I waited for him to say something else. I stood there for a few moments while I could feel him staring at me. While this awkward interaction was happening I saw out of the corner of my eye Andy walk to the back of the class where he disappeared into what looked to be a supply room. 

    " Okay y/n please take a seat," Mr. Purdy muttered under his breath. I quickly took an empty seat in the back of the class.