Saint peter Nicolas, the school is named after the founder only the rich and smart get in so how did she get in when she is neither.
Easy her parents pulled some strings.
It was the first day of school and she was ready she had already seen her dorm room and already had a tour around her school.
She got to class without too much commotion and a big smile on her face she was ready for a fresh start.
She walked into class early and sat up front but she quickly changed her mind not wanting to be labeled as a nerd in this school so she sat back.
The class slowly started to fill in and the came in.
Without introducing himself he started teaching.
She decided then and now that at the end of class she would introduce herself and find out who the hell this teacher is.
She took a good look at the teacher. He was young really young honestly and also kind of hot.
It seemed like the rest of the female population in this classroom agreed with her cause they were all busy starring at his ass when he turned around to write something.
We all jumped a little when we heard the door slam open.
The king of saint peter she identified it was the obvious aura that he brought with him everyone would be begging on their knees to do whatever he wanted or needed.
The one person she should stay away from.
Deep in her thoughts she didn't notice the paper he slipped to the teacher and the smirked that changed his features.
YOU ARE READING
I Am A Bad Person
Novela Juvenil'Hi, my name is Chloe Thomson and I'm a bad person.' That was the first sentence she said to her shrink. With those words said miss Claver started writing down in her note book. Scribble, Scratch, Scribble. That was the only sound in the room. ...
