Forty Four ♡

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"So then who's your prom group?" Alex asked as she sat herself down next to me. She set down her blue tray and looked at the ring on my finger. She beamed at me.

"I don't know. I was still going to go with you and the group but Andy's kind of an introvert, as you've already noticed." I told her, taking a bite of my apple. Someone sat down right next to me, snaking their cold arm around my waist.

"We can go with them." Andy murmured in my ear as he kissed my cheek. I looked over and saw him toss his bag onto the table.

I furrowed my brows. "Aren't you supposed to be serving a detention mister?" I scolded him, crossing my arms over my chest. Andy gave me a fox smile as he ran his fingers through his jet black hair. He pursed his lips. "My teacher forgot about it and said I could leave."

I leaned forward and hissed, "Andy, you can not keep doing that." Andy rolled his eyes and let out a sharp laugh. He gave me the same fox smile as his voice slid in my head. Look, I'll only have these abilities for a few more weeks. Let me have some fun.

You can't keep doing it because you'll get used to it and then you won't have them. I arched a brow at him, slowly shaking my head. Andy pulled me closer to him and nuzzled my neck as he whispered, "I'll stop. I swear."

"Good." I took my apple and shoved it in his mouth. Andy coughed and held the apple with his free hand, taking a large bite out of it. He gave a smile full of apple mush and I pushed him away as I laughed.

"Do you have a dress?" Alex asked.

I nodded. "Yeah, its—"

Someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around to find my homeroom teacher standing over me, his hands folded in front of him. He looked down at me. "Snow, I need you to come with me."

"What? I'm sorry, why?" I asked.

"Stand up and come with me." He said roughly. I looked at Andy who's eyes were still locked on my teacher, his brows furrowed with confusion. I slowly stood up and followed him through the lunch room, sneaking a glance over my shoulder at Andy who was still confused.

I followed him down the silent hall, rounding the corner to the main office. He opened the door and held it open as he watched me walk through. Shutting it quietly, I followed him into one of the rooms.

"Have a seat." He said roughly.

"Sir I don't know what this is—"

"Just sit Miss Snow." His voice was very hostile as he spoke. Quickly I sat down in the seat in front of the large desk, my hands gripping the edge. What had I done so wrong?

"Now, where's the necklace?" That took me by surprise. I furrowed my brows and opened my mouth up to speak when I paused. His voice had shifted when he spoke.

I stood up and spun around, meeting his red eyes. I growled under my breath, clenching my fists as Jason stood against the door with his arms folded and a fox smile on his face.

"Wow mind tricking people to pose as a teacher? I'll admit your smooth, but the smell of wet dog gives it away." I snapped at him as I scrunched my nose. He chuckled, tilting his head back as he shook his head. "But I guess you can't do much about that considering that's your natural scent."

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