*2 Weeks Later*
#Short Chapter#
Angel's dry lead pencil scribbles across the small notebook paper.
7:00- 1st period
12:00-Lunch
1:00-Classes
2:27-Walks home
A sinister, but handsome smile appears on his lips.
It wasn't a perfect sechudle, but it was all he could study right now. Being a teacher had took up more time than he thought it would.
Akane was a perfect little student and that was extremely irritating to Angel. He wanted to expose her 'naughty' side and be able to get her alone. If she was only to slip up in class or on school property, Angel would have the opportunity he's been looking for.
Akane's friend, Fuka was the total opposite of his little princess. Angel has been patiently waiting until Fuka gets Akane in trouble.
Always wearing skimpy dresses and always flirting with the boys in the back of the classroom. Angel found the little tramp revolting and disgusting.
Soon.. In a matter of time, he'll make his move.
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The Waiting Games
Terror"Angel" The heels the girl stood on were now ruined. The rain and mud had destroyed their white beauty and in return made them brown and rugged. Her dress was tore from the bottom up and her hair was frizzy and damaged. Her makeup had smeared down...
