Logan's POV
"Jerks," I heard Akayla mutter.
I was furious; if the little git just stood out of my way we wouldn't have to deal with each other! I tried to sit in the chair in the back, the farthest away from Akayla and her cohorts and right next to the rest of my group. But the teacher stopped me.
"Mr. Leslie," There were some scattered giggles across the room, they died quickly as soon as I gave each of the offenders a death stare. "That is someone else's seat, now go to your assigned seating arrangement or I will chose it for you!"
"Fine sir." I trudged along to my seat, not the exact distance from the giggle squad as I had hoped, but I knew Mr. Hopan would seat me even closer. I leaned back in my seat assured by the thought that I was going to make everyone who laughed cry after school. The best part is:
That included Akayla Lanternton.
Kathy's POV
Akayla, Andie and I burst out laughing. It's almost hard to believe he bullies us when his last name is Leslie.
But we faltered under his icy cold stare, I knew we were going to get beat up after school. Better stop by the nurse's office while i'm at it. We were going to need all the ice packets we could carry.
Harley walked into the classroom just then, Mr. Hopan greeted him as he sat down in the chair Logan had tried to sit in. Everyone started muttering and whispering among themselves, I heard some snatches of words; weird, delusional and nerd.
"They shouldn't be talking about Harley that way!" Akayla whispered in my ear. In front of us, Andie leaned over and agreed.
Harley however, didn't look uncomfortable; the noise had died down by now and everyone was paying attention as Mr. Hopan collected homework. Everyone was glancing back at Harley and immediately pulling away. It was weird.
"Ok class, so we got some new things going on today. First we have a few new people joining us today, and also two people will be leaving." He gazed at us over his thin-brimmed spectacles, like the Muggle version of Dumbledore. "Chris Grindman and Christopher McLuxem will be going to Ms. Yuri's class from now on, here are your new timetables."
Mr. Hopan handed the Jerktourage two pieces of paper. They looked at Logan worriedly and saw that he was scowling at Mr. Hopan, Chris and Christopher stood there stupidly, looking blankly at their new schedules until Harper threw a Sharpie at them. Everyone laughed as the two boys scurried out of the room, Harper was cool, but not a total hella girl like Mack and Madison.
The door opened again.....WHY!?!?!
Madison's POV
Before we entered the room, I noticed one of Mack's backpack pockets were open.
"Hey Mack, one of your backpack pockets are open." I zipped it closed for her.
"Thanks, Logan probably undid it when he shoved me, the dumb geek."
Andie's POV
Madison and Mack entered the room and looked around in disgust.
Wait a minute....what were they doing here?
"....and Mack Lindvall are your new classmates." He looked around, as if expected to clap and cheer like preschoolers, he nodded and sat back down.
Mack snorted undignifyingly and walked towards Harley's side of the room.
"Actually Ms. Lindvall, you and Ms. Whitney will be seated over here." He pointed to two empty seats in the front row where Chris and Christopher had sat in. They sat down and started to take out their stuff.
Mack's backpack fell to the ground and her stuff scattered everywhere, there was a tiny clink as a small bottle with grey liquid slid out from her fashion magazines and textbooks. A foul smelling fog emerged from the bottle, everyone just stared in wonder.
I looked to Mr. Hopan, he was asleep-no-unconscious. Unconscious? That can't be?!
And that was my last thought as the smoke engulfed me and the entire class, in its merciless toxin.
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Undead || Book 1 || Paranormal
ParanormaleEnergy can neither be created, nor destroyed. So what does that energy become when we die? Ghosts. ~ Einstein But are some of them still among us?