Chapter 2

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Ian Black^^^
(This is still from Alice's POV. I don't know if I'll ever do Ian's POV. Also I feel like Blue Jeans describes Ian really good)

   If you were going to tell me that the new boy was going to be insanely fucking gorgeous I would have said you were lying and to get out of here. But man is he beautiful. When he walks into the room all eyes are on him I mean he just has this presence. He's dressed in all black with combat boots making him look sexy and mysterious. He is really fucking tall and is well built. It obviously shows that he goes to the gym on a daily basis. His skin is like a beautiful creamy white and Jesus don't get me started on his face. It is as if the angels sculpted his face themselves. His eyebrows are nicely shaped, bold and thick. His eyes are green and intriguing. I could stare at them all day. His lips look good and kissable. But all of a sudden his lips start to smirk. The questions is why though? I then look to up to meet his eyes and realize he is staring right at me. Holy shit he's looking at me! ME! Damn I fucked up.

"Class it seems that we have a new student joining us today," says Mr. Brown. "Would you like to tell us your name and a little bit about yourself?"

"Do I have to," asked mystery boy.

Hot damn his voice is hot. It's like deep and manly. I like it. Wait, what the fuck am I saying. He's probably bad news and I'm still working on myself. I'm trying to get better I can't have him fucking it up.

"Yes boy you have to. Now, drop the attitude and tell us something about yourself." You see Mr. Brown is super cool and chill, but that doesn't mean he will tolerate anyone's bullshit. Not even for the hot new boy. What the fuck am I fucking saying. Stupid teenage hormones. Ian mumbles something under his before starting his introduction.

"Hello everyone my name is Ian Black. I just moved here about a week ago. I came from New York."

"What part of New York, Ian?"

"Brooklyn, sir."

"Well, Ian welcome to Oxnard, California and to Woodlands High school. I'm sure you'll like it. And please call me Mr. Brown or Mr. B either one is fine. Now pick any of the empty seats. Choose wisely though because it will be your seat for the rest of the school year."

  That's another reason as to why I like Mr. Brown. He doesn't assign seats which is perfect for me because that means I get to have my usual table. All the way in the far back right corner. I notice that Ian is scanning the room for a seat when all of a sudden his eyes set on the empty seat next to me. He soon makes his way over here. Oh god he better not sit here next to me. I have claimed this little space for me it is like my territory. Like how dogs pee on certain things to tell intruders to stay away. Except I didn't pee on this table, but that doesn't matter. No one else is allowed to sit here. EVER!! All of a sudden Ian Black is standing next to me.

"Hey is this seat taken?"

"Yes," I said lying through my teeth. I thought that maybe if I lied then he would just go to a different seat, and then that would be his permanent seat. Of course soon he would find out that I was lying but he wouldn't be able to do anything about it because well he would have already chosen a different seat. You see I had it all planned out.

"You wanna know something angel? You're not a very good liar," said Ian as he plopped down on the seat next to me.

What the fuck. That's not how it was suppose to play out.

"Um, excuse me?"I asked him very confused,"What the fuck do you think you are doing? I said this seat was taken."

"And I said you were lying. I'm glad we got that out of the way. Now, why don't you tell me your name, angel."

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