Untold Secrets of Mystic Meadows

.....Jealousy? No Could never Be.....But What If? Nah.

Libra's POV

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All my life I've been watching movies, tv shows and even cartoons with vampires but I never thought that one day I'll be friends with one much less a whole bunch of them. The early morning school bell has just rung and it's time for the first session to begin. I grabbed my books from my locker and walked briskly to Art class. Thankfully only half of the class was there and the teacher has not arrived yet so I'm in luck.

     I entered the class utterly and sat at a seat at the front of the class near a window so that I could be able to see out in the hallway. While I was there starring through the window I hear someone speak and I turn to see a male teacher at the front of the class. He is gorgeous and I'm not even exaggerating. He has dirty blonde hair, buff arms and chest and green eyes. Is it even legal for teachers to be that stunning? Like seriously, he looks like a body builder but the sexy type, not the type that has those big unnecessary repulsive looking muscles cause that would just be gross.

     "Hi everyone" he smiled at the class warmly and most of the girls sat there with their cheeks resting in the palm of their hands as they stare dreamily at him. I on the other hand likes how he looks yes but he is our teacher and nothing more than that.

    "Hi sir whatever your name is" a blonde bimbo that was sitting at the front of the class three seats away from me said in a dreamy flirtatious way bopping her gray eyes. Her face was caked with makeup and she was wearing a belly skin blouse and very short shorts which allows everyone to be able to see her heart shaped navel ring.

     "My name is Mr. Taylor and I'm your new Art teacher" he said as his green eyes scan the classroom then land on me. He began strolling over to me with a smirk on his face and stopped exactly in front of me and now his front area is just about 3 inches away from my face "and what's your name?" he asked still wearing that smirk and I bite my lip nervously and turn my face to the side.

     "Libra" I mumbled and look down shyly.

"Well that's a beautiful name for a beautiful girl and I hope this beautiful girl likes art, cause imma be the best art teacher you've ever had" he winked and my cheeks flush pink.

    After he moved and went back to speak to the whole class, I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding and lift my head so that I could be able to see the whole class again, but when I did I saw the blonde bimbo glaring at me and I swallowed nervously and snap my head away from her.

     While the class was in session, I saw Blake walk in and I clench my fists in disbelief. How many classes do we even have together? His dark hair was a hot mess and he was wearing a white t-shirt with a black leather jacket thrown over it, some black ripped skinny jeans and a pair of black Balenciaga. His hands were stuffed in his pocket as he scour the class with his blue eyes.

    ".....um sir may I help you?" Mr. Taylor asked whilst folding his buff arms and Blake sighed and run a hand through his hair.

   "This is my class obviously" Blake replied rudely while stepping in the class as if he owns it.

"Well excuse me sir you're late" Mr. Taylor challenged and everyone sat there watching in amusement. Blake stopped and spun around on his heel to face him then fold his arms while smirking.

   "You're new to this school aren't you?" He asked and sir raised a brow.

"Yes and how is that affecting you?"

   Blake chuckled coldly which sent shivers down my spine and cause my heart rate to speed up rapidly "Oh it's not affecting me at all, you're the one it's affecting" he said "I'll deal with you later" he added and sat down next to me. Mr. Taylor stood there glaring at him for a while then continued his class moments later.

    "Okay cutie over here" Mr. Taylor said while pointing at me and I notice Blake's body became rigid but I chose to ignore him and focus my attention onto the teacher "name the process by which ceramic ware is heated in a kiln to bring glaze or clay to maturity".

    "Uh firing" I replied and he smiled in amusement.

"Not only beautiful but smart" he smirked "me like" he winked and I couldn't help but blush even though I know it's wrong for a teacher to hit on a student, he is just so gorgeous. While I sat there I saw Blake clench his fists and jaw and his chest was heaving as he glares at Mr. Taylor.

    Is he jealous? Nah he couldn't be, he must be angry because of what happened earlier. But what if that's not it? What if he is really jealous? Even if he was, why would he be jealous because Mr. Taylor was hitting on me, I mean, he and I were barely even friends. I don't even think we are little bit of friends. Are we? Sigh I ain't gonna beat my head up over this, it's really not worth it.

    "So I got an idea of what I want you guys to paint today and it was inspired by seeing the beauty on Libra's face___" Mr. Tayler began and got cut off by a loud growl and huff that Blake let out then shove his desk forward using his foot and storm out of the classroom pulling onto his hair in anger while cursing under his breath.

    "Hello Mr. come back here right this instant" Sir called out to him and he threw a finger over his shoulder.

    "Fuck you!" 

The teacher clenched his jaw and continued to give us instructions on what to do and it turns out that we must paint a portrait of Mona Lisa. To be honest I'm not so good at painting I'm more of the drawing type but I'll see what I can do.

    I sat there thinking about Blake through the whole session like literally I couldn't get my mind off him. Even when class was over I thought about him for the whole day, although I didn't see him for the rest of the day I couldn't get him out of my head.

   Where the hell was he though? Did he go home? Why was he so angry in art? Was he really jealous? I doubt it but even though I do there is still one part of me saying he is but it doesn't make sense. He knew nothing about me and vise versa and the first time we met he seem to hate every piece of bone and flesh that made me. 

    As I said before though, I won't think about it too much and I'm just gonna go to lunch and try to get that out of my head. I decided not to have lunch with my friends today cause I need some time alone to process all that Tyler had told me last night and I dodged and hid from them so that they won't talk to me or anything. 

    They're my friends, but it doesn't change the fact that they are blood loving creatures that might turn on me one day.

                                                                      To Be Continued......

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