I have done many bad things in my past life. And as punishment I am now the damned. I can see love but not be loved. I can see happiness but not be happy. I can see the glory but will never be glorified. But when I saw her. I knew I wanted her. Did I want her as a person? No, I wanted to watch her die that night. But what can I say, old habits die hard. I did see something in those cold blue eyes of hers. Something that made me want to give her a chance. I guess this is when the poison had first started to spread..... (This book contains graphic content, gore. And sexual moments yes this may seem like American horror story season one but my own plot I hope you all will enjoy...) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO FRENCHIEMINX69© ALL COPY RIGHT ALONG WITH CHARACTERS AND PLOT BELONG TO THE RIGHTFUL AUTHOR (#3 for Zayn Malik fanfiction)

"Oh! I'm so sorry!" I say to the person I bump into. He's rather tall and has a muscular body. "No, I'm sorry. Here let me get your books," a voice all to familiar says and reaches for my book on the ground. I look up at his face and freeze where I am. Maybe if I push my hair in front of my face, he won't notice it's me. "Elise?" Too late. •What happens when Elise and Luke see each other? Will they reconnect the love they once had for each other or leave it alone and fully move on? What happens when secrets are found out?• "Yeah, hi," I mutter.

"I love you Elise. I have, for a while now. Whenever I see you with him, I just get this feeling. And I spent a while trying to figure out what it was. And I've come to the conclusion that it's jealousy. And when I see you with him, I don't know why, but I have this urge to punch him. And I know that's not allowed with the school code but I just hate him so much when he's with you. My insides hurt. I need you Elise. I love you Elise. More than anything in this world. The love I have for you is uncontrollably, disgustingly, crazily, insane yet beautiful. I love you more than Prince Charming loves Cinderella. I need you more than I need air to breathe. Please Elise, I love you." Elise has had a really hard senior year so far. And who would think that the two people she cares most about would make it a million times harder? (sequel to My Ex is My Teacher. read that first!!) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. ©

"Hello class. I'm going to be your Math teacher for the year." No. It couldn't be. "My name is Mr. Hemmings." And it is. "Now first let me take attendance and then I'll explain what we're going to be learning this year," he told and then started listing names. "Veronica Albert." "Kyle Berton." "Chris Byon." "Jessica Crum." "Elise Davis." After he said my name he looked up. I couldn't trust my voice to say here so I just stupidly made eye contact with him. Oh shit. That was the worst decision of my life. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. ©