Assassin 16

History

I woke up to this strange shirtless guy lying in my bed besides me. I don't remember bringing him in here. But wow is he a piece of art. He has a sleeve on his right arm and half a sleeve on his left, he sleeve on the right goes all they way up to his neck, he has another tattoo on his side. I must say hes ripped.

I must've been starting at him for along time because he starts to wake up. I quickly stand up near the door. As my skin touch's the door I instantly get goosebumps because of how cold the door is. He starts to get out of bed but then he sees me.

"What the hell are you doing in my room?" I say with slight irritation.
"Harlow?" He says with confusion.

What the actual hell, how does this idiot know my name, well fake name.

"Who the hell are you?"
"Hunter. Hunter Spencer. I go to your school, I just transferred last week."

HOW THE ACTUAL HELL DON'T I KNOW ABOUT HIM!

"Well I've never seen you before."
"I don't really like to hand with people at the school besides Ryder and his gang . The others are just a waist of my time." He says now leaning against the wall.

Wait hes the new trouble maker who joined Ryder and his gang of misfits. Ive heard all the girls talk about this new hot and sexy tattoos transfer.

"Wait, I'm getting off track. What the hell are you doing here. In MY room with no shirt on?!"
"First of all, I'm new to the gan-'' I cut him off.
"What since when."
"Well if you let me finish ill tell you. I'm from the British side of Blood Tigers."

Oh ya I forgot we had another base in England.

"And last night I just got told to go into a room and sleep. I guess I was so tired I didn't see you."

Ya right didn't see me my ass. He probably saw me but didn't care.

"Now it's your turn to tell me about yourself." He says with a slight grin.
"Well for starters my names not actually Harlow. It's Devin" As I finish my sentence his mouth practically falls to the floor.
"Your Devin?" He says with slight worry.
"Yes and what wrong with that?" I say sharply.
"You mean your the queen of the most kills by age 16!"
"Jees calm your ass down. So what. Oh and by the way you can't use my real name in school. You have to call me Harlow."
"Ok.." He says, his voice trembling.
"Now get your tattooed ass out of my room." I grin as I say those words.

He swiftly gets his t-shirt and bolts out of my room. Finally now that is out of the way I can finally get dressed for school. I can already tell todays going to be a fun day.

-At School-

I get a lot of stares today, probably because I decided to wear ripped black jeans, a loose white tee and black boots. I must say I've missed dressing like this in public. I don't give a daam about what they think. From now on im going to start being my self on the outside and inside.

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First period is over. But now its time for Invanced History my favourite subject. I walk to my regular seat near the window in the middle row. Luckily no ones tried to sit besides me, who am I kidding there's not enough people in this class to take my spare seat.

"Good morning class!" Miss Amber says with her same perky attitude.
"Today we will be getting a new student who's coming from regular history."
(They have advanced history for the people who want to invest more into the subjects and who are the best at history).
"Ah here he is!"

Ugh no it can't be the same Hunter from this morning.

"Hello my names Hunter Spencer."

Yip, yip its him. Ugh kill me.
He looks right into my eyes as Miss tells him to sit anywhere. I can basically hear all of the girls hearts start to race as he looks around the room. He starts t walk in the complete opposite direction of my table, for a second I was relived but then he turns and walks to my table.

"Well hello there I'm Hunter and you must be Harlow." He says with a grin.
I just roll my eyes and turn my head back to the front.
"Your looking extremely good in that outfit. Why the sudden change of clothing choice?" He says looking me up and down.
"I was tired of hiding who I am so I decided to show my true self."I say annoyed.
He leans to my ear and whispers "Well I for one support it."
I see what he's trying to do. I'm not sure what hes just gotten himself into.
I move my body closer to his and squeeze the top of his thigh, he stiffens from touch and I can tell him breathing has gotten heavier.
I get close to his ear and whisper in a seductive voice. "You have no idea what I can do." He looks at me, his checks the brightest shade of red they go. I remove my hand. I hear him clear his throat.