Guardian Demon ✔ | Lams

Day 2: Who's The New Kid?

John's Perspective
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I felt Tessa's soft face pressed against my own, I giggle slightly before pushing her off, Jem and Will woke up in sync and followed her. Then, I do my continues routine. I feed the animals and get ready for school. As always.

A buzz from my phone stopped me from putting on some pants. I groaned a bit. Who calls someone still early in the morning?

"Hello?" I answered it, continuing to change as I talked. Should I wear grey or black? Do I feel edgy1 or edgy2 today?

"Hey man."

It was Hercules.

"Oh hey Herc, what's up?"
"Has Laf texted you?" He seemed confused, frightened even.
"No, the last I heard of him was when we were at his place."

There was a silence on the other end for a while.

"I'm probably just worrying too much, I'll see you at school, okay?"
"Okay man, hey don't worry Laf will be at school, I know it."

The phone cut off and I started to worry. No. It's all gonna be okay! Laf will be at school I know it, he has too. . .

I felt dread wash over me, yesterday had been heaven and now it all came crumbling down. What happened yesterday? I've never felt better. It was as if all my worry and pain had vanished. Now that feeling was gone and I feel terrible. Maybe Herc will cheer me up.

When I arrive at school everyone seemed weird. A girl named Brooke who texted everyone the current gossip sent me a text.

'OMG like a totes hot guy transferred this morning!!! He is ssooo sexy😻!'

With a roll of my eyes I decided to ignore it, new people come and leave almost monthly, the fact that he was hot made him special? I grumbled and went to first period, French. My stomach dropped when Lafayette didn't show up, Hercules wasn't there either.

The school went by slowly, none of my classes had that hot new guy everyone was talking about.

Lunch finnaly came and I managed not to curse the world. The cafeteria was hell, a bunch of smelly teenagers running and yelling, and the lack of deodorant? Oh god. The only place that seemed okay was the Heathers table with their new minion Vero? Ronny? I don't care honestly.

I sat alone at a table near the back.

To my left were two gamer nerds, and to my right was a stoner and a kid with a broken arm. I haven't talk to any of them, but the gamers took pity on me and motioned me over to them.
I was about to get up and move to sit with them, but then a certain someone walked in.

Everyone's head turned.

My mouth actually fell down a little as I saw this handsome creation of nature.

A kid- no- a MAN walked in with confidence. His hair was a thick dark brown in a mini ponytail, dark mesmerizing eyes that seemed to look into your soul. A bit of facial hair on his chin which made him hotter. He wore a cool black leather jacket with demon wings designes on the back and combat boots that had little spikes. His smirk made him stand out a little more.

Those beautiful eyes directed themselves at someone. Me.

Everyone tried to talk him into sitting with them, but he rudely dismissed them. Heck even Heather Chandler, queen of manipulation, couldn't.

"Sorry sweet tits, but I lost my appetite for fake bitches a long time ago." he snapped.

Chandler flipped him off before talking to Duke.

He cursed out almost everyone who tried talking to him except JD, they actually look a bit alike and acted the same. He just nodded at him, and JD nods a little as well.

In the end, the hot guy sits with me. I could feel everyones envious glares from a mile away. My mouth couldn't seem to form words. I was speechless.

"Alexander. . .Hamilton." He greeted smoothly. He smelt of . . .fire? And fresh paper?

"J-john Laurens." I stuttered.

"What a lovely name, it suits you handsome." His compliment made me go red. I couldn't answer him without  stumbling on my words.

"We have next period together, mind if I sit next to you?" His voice was so smooth and calming.

He seemed almost familiar.
Like I've seen him before in a distant dream.

"Oh, yeah, okay." I nodded quickly.

"Cute." He tilts his head a bit and starts to ask me questions about my interests.

The lunch period went too quick, but I managed to find out he was a transfer from the Carribean which explains his slight tan. I didn't get much Information, but I was glad to be hanging out with someone. He was actually pretty funny and seemed to understand me. 

Like a gentleman, he walks me home after school.

"Au Revoir baeu." He says before walking down the street with a slight edge to his walk.

I let out a long breathe.

Oh help me jesus.

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A/N;

My son Max is listening to Hamilton now.

      I'm such a proud father ;-;

OH MAX YOU OUTSHINE THE MORNING SON.
MY GAY BUT NOT DEAD YET SON!!