[2]I MET THE DEVIL

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ALEXA'S POV:

We headed to the office. How did we find it? It's like the first thing you see here. We stated our names and grabbed our schedules.

"Math on Mondays on the first period? WHAT?!"

"Science here, Chemistry there.. Uuggh!"

That was my brothers' comment. While I just stared at my schedule, completely dumbfounded and tired of life.

"Imma kill myself."

My brothers snickered. "Hang in there sis."

"Well, I'll get going. Bye"

I panicked. "Wait,bu-"

"Yeah, me too."

Then, they walked away leaving me. I sighed  "Wow, best brotha evahh." note the sarcasm.

I walked aimlessly through the hallway whispering to myself.  "126,128...Yes!134."

I barged in the room without a second thought. All eyes are on me now, hey that kinda reminds me of a so-stop, Alexa, STOP. I have no control of my mind sometimes.

I stared back at them until the teacher called me.

"Hey, are you the new girl? The one with two other brothers?"

"Yup, that's me"

"Why are you late?"

'Dude..seriously?? Why am I late?! WHY AM I LATE?! Oh, I don't know maybe because I've never been in this school? Have you ever thought 'bout that?'

I groaned and tried my hardest not to let my sarcasm came out.

"Well, halfway going here, I met with the devil asking me for direction, so...."

Nope, no use. It came out either way. I can hear a few snickers from the students but it stopped when the teacher glared at them.

The teacher sighed and let it slide. "Introduce yourself please."

"Well, I'm Alexa Knight, I love music, I hate people, I am secretely an assasin in disguise, I hate people and lastly...I hate people."

The teacher once again sighed.  "You can call me Mr.Thompson and you can take your seat anywhere available."

"OK."

I take a seat at the back of the class beside the window.

"Sup girl." It's one of the students who snickered earlier. He got a dirty blonde hair which is obviously dyed with a pair of brown eyes. He's pretty good looking, but he's not my type.

"Hey."

"So how was the devil? Is he good?"

"Oh he's perfectly fine. And he said hi."

He chuckled, "Hi"

He was about to say something but stopped when the teacher called our names, "Mr.Walter and Ms.Knight, anything you want to share to the class?"

"No." We said in unison. Rolling our eyes along the way.

Since it's the first day, Mr.Thompson just told us some intros and other stuffs.

"So, you know it's the first day, right?" -no shit,sherlock- "I wanted you to know that I don't like it if you don't hand your homeworks that I give you on time, if you don't, detention."

He stated sternly. But before he could continue, I cut him off.

"Psh, I'd rather stay in detention than this hellhole anyway."

The whole class laughed-I don't know where the humor is- except for the teacher.

"Now, I don't need your attitude in this class."

"You don't need me then."

A few  'oohs' was heard.

"That's it, DETENTION!!"

"Gladly."

Now where's my sunglasses and someone please put on my theme song Sorry Not Sorry by Demi Lovato.

I took my bag and went outside not giving the teacher a single glance. Once I was outside, I walked away not knowing where the heck should I go. I mean, I know I should've just asked asked, but then I'd lost my cool and I hate not being cool. I continued walking down the hallway looking around.

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