No more Mr. Nice Guy ! ON HOLD!

DAY 01

*Jemma's POV*

Second day at school..(I chickened out yesterday)

And here I am walking to the place where I have to control myself for the rest of the year.

As I walk this hallways that felt like I'm going to hell. Every step, every breath, every beat of my heart, everything. I feel like I'm floating into thin air.

And for sure they would ask questions to why I moved...

And when they find out what school I came from would they fear me? Avoid me? Or bully me?

There isn't a single speck of good things that comes into my mind at all...

"We're here. Don't worry to much. Their good kids, I promise. "

I just wish thats really true.

I just gave him a nod gaining me an encouraging smile from him.

And as he opened the door everything went still and quite like a distilled water...

And as I enter the room ever single pair of eyes are stocked to me like I'm some sore thumb...

"Good morning class. We have a new addition to the class. Please be nice to her. But of course before she takes her sit. She has to introduce herself." He then looked at me giving the most nicest smile I have ever received in my entire whole life.

"Ummm Hi.... I'm Jemma Blake." I said shortly.

They all looked at me...  I guess their expecting me to say more... But I have no plans at all.

" OK since it's home room.  My rule was when it was the first day of school. Was you are to be asked questions." He said and looked to me in a very different way... Making me remember that everyone is an artist. Including me...

" Let the questioning begin. MANSON! You go first. Then let it follow continuously. "

Well here goes nothing....

"Jemma what school are you from?"

Great... the only question I wish to avoid has been asked first..-_-||

" I'm from RCA. " as I said the name of my former school they all looked at me dumfounded.

"What school is an RCA? '' uggghhh why are they so mean.

"RCA is short for Roses and Cross Academy.  Or better known as Rose Academy.  A school where rich, intelligent, delinquent kids go. It was said that if you have gone to that school you are one of the richest people in the whole country and as well as one of the most dangerous people to be around with."

"Then why did you moved out on your very last year?"

"That is a classified question. I cannot tell you the answer to that."

"Are you the daughter of James Blake and Andrea Blake?"

I looked at the person that asked that question. And all hell breaks loose.

"Jake. "

"Hello pie. I see puberty has already done it's magic on you" And out of the blue everything just went black.  Not unconscious.

Jake... My very own worst enemy.The only person I want to kill.

" Why hello Jake. Long time no see. How are you doing number 2?" I said in a smirking way.

Great there goes my plan on hiding my self..

" DON'T CALL ME THAT RE --"

"Mr. Denver! Take your se---"