THE TRENCH COAT

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Y/C: your choice

"Honey!! Wake up!" Mom called from the other room.           Getting up you let out a large yawn and go in you closet to get dressed.    You decide on (Y/C) and pull on your jacket then swing your back pack on. Walking into the kitchen you grab a apple then run out, not saying bye to your mother.
       You arrive and look at the kind of people you will be having classes with this year. You see the goths, jocks, nerds, nerdy perverts, and then. . . The heathers. The queens of the school which tell most people to be their kings then drop them like a flaming block of coal.
They were staring at me...
You felt nervous walking in the school. Even a slight shiver as the jocks whistled and cat called.
                          RINGGG
The bell rang and you walked to my next class. Of course You were late. But the teacher didn't mind because she knew you were new.

"Hello class!" The teacher said excited.

The class mindlessly murmured "Hi Ms. Fleming.."

She lifted her head to signal the class to pay attention. "This is Miss Y/N   Y/L/N!".
Somewhere is the class somebody whistled at you. You look up shyly and see a guy in a black trench coat at the back of the class looking at you smirking. You look back at the teacher who smiles. "You may take a seat by Mr. dean." She pointed at Mr. trench coat. You walked over and took a seat next to him.
       As class continued, you saw him looking at you quite often. You ignored him, most of the guys in class looked at you often anyways.   The teacher let us have free time the last 30 minutes of class, and half the guys in the class took this chance to ask you out and you refused each time. When you were left alone, Finally, Mr. trench coat looked at you and this time said something "Greetings and salutations, The names Jason dean. But call me JD. " he said smiling and holding out his hand. You studied him for a second and took his hand shook it. "Y/N, Y/L/N" Your heart melted a bit, His voice was fucking beautiful... his face was beautiful everything about him was gorgeous. Class ended and you took your time packing up. You see the ass holes of the school walk up to you. "Heyyy Y/N." Ram said and Kurt went behind you "So princess want to meet us at the hotel down the street?" He said moving nearer.
You looked at your bag nervously and shivering a bit and shakily day "N-No thanks.. I Have p-plans..".     They looked at each other, and with an evil smirk Kurt and Ram walked to the other sides of the desk and put both hands on your shoulders.  You froze a million thoughts going through your head.
       "Pardon me, But it doesn't seem the little lady likes that very much!" A familiar voice  said sounding angry but at the same time like a smart ass.      
                    The remaining people in the class all stoped and looked at the commotion.     
    "  Hey Ram, doesn't this school have a No Fags Allowed Rule" Kurt said giving Ram an angry look. JD looked at them and signaled for you to move. You walked to the corner of the room and watched. "It seems to have an open door policy for assholes though, doesn't it?"
                   JD said, his pocket obviously moving around as he wrapped his hand around something.
"What did you say dickweed?" Kurt said standing up straight hands clenched in a fist.

"I'll repeat myself." JD says pulling out a Colt python and pulls the trigger.
BOOM

BOOM
Coving your mouth in shock. You expected to see gun shots and blood, but a pang of disappointment as you saw piss stains on their pants.    
       They got up quickly and ran out along with the other students in the class. You looked at JD his eyes met mine. My heart thumped.

              "JASON DEAN!!!" The Principal yelled running into the class. He gave me a nod and went with the principal who yelled at him while exporting him out of school.

                          Damn that was hot

                          ANNOUNCEMENT
Aye!! It's my first chapter!!!! Oh my gosh I'm so exited!!! I love it so far!! Please please please tell me how you think!!!

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