A twist of fate

Gunlit Academy

"196,197,198,199.....200!"
The whole class shot up as they cheered for the masculine,blond haired boy on the floor- doing generous amount of push-ups. His muscles flexed under the button down uniform,with it's shirt tail tucked out. He pulled himself up, wearing that type of grin that could easily label someone 'egocentric'. I don't blame him. He's hot as hell.

And he knows it...

Mr. Lancaster, our calculus substitute made no protest against the uproar. He just sat in his sit, infront of the class, with a smile plastered on his face. Oh, it's not the typical smile you get from a proud teacher. This was pure evil. Deadly even.

Apparently, pushups are his way of punishment. Or so he thought....

"Chase Prince, everyone"

Once again the class shook with cheers, whistles and praises. Mr. Lancaster's smile only stretched.

"Very impressive"

Another loud roar from the students. I swear, my ears could bleed in a few minutes. The teacher let them. His eyes glued to the roguish looking guy, who I assume goes by the name of Chase Prince as he flex his muscle , throw out 'call me' gestures to the girls, wink and some other load of crap.

"However...." The crowd hushed.

"That type of energy will prove to be more productive elsewhere. Take detention, for example." He tried to mask his delight, but he wasn't fooling anyone. The glint in his eyes shined. He was definitely on to something.

Last I heard, he was not one to mess with, but Chase Prince was limitless. "Your wish is my command," he bowed,teasingly. A smirk crept on his lips when he noticed a bright red, slowly spreading across the teacher's face. Any minute now, we were going to experience natural disaster.
Without further ado, Chase picked up his navy blue jacket, emblazoned with the school crest, tossed it carelessly over his shoulder. "Right. Detention. See ya!" He strolled out the exit...whistling.

To say Mr.Lancaster was furious is an understatement. He was at boiling point. You could almost see steam blasting from his ears.

Is this a joke?

This has only been my first day in Gunlit Academy, and judging the way students carry themselves and communicate, I already know how it's going to be for the rest of the year.

Hell.