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"There is new teacher." Ian mumbled leaned over toward Hope's table as both of them stared at the entrance gate. Wishing the class would be over soon, yet it was impossible, they still had three hours before they could be free from school.
"New teacher?" Hope raised her eyebrows as she sighed and leaned back against her seat. "We will graduate less than three months, why they hired a new teacher? Moreover, Mr. Wentworth will come back." Hope frowned.
They supposed to have a P.E class now, but before all of the students could change their clothes, Ms. Meredith came and informed them that Mr. Wentworth had an accident and needed to be hospitalized, thus there would be a replacement for him.
Therefore they were inside the class, waiting for the new teacher to come and introduce himself.
"I thought it is Mr. Miller who will teach us." Ian back to his seat next to Hope and put his face flat on the table. Boring.
In this last years, Ethan didn't have the same class with Hope and Ian, hence it was Ian who stuck with Hope for their entire years in this high school.
He didn't complain though, just like Hope, since they had their own little secret about the supernatural world, it was way more comfortable to hang out together.
However, Hope just started date the boy who had been courting her for the last one year.
Ian and Ethan, of course, objected this idea as they gave her dozens of advices, because Kace would obviously not take this too well, after all they were tasked to look after her and they assumed this included part of their task.
But Hope countered them by saying; He was gone for years without news. With that, they were tongue tied. It was Kace fault.
And, speaking of the devil…
"Hope!"
Ian grimaced even before he could hear the voice of the young boy as his scent wafted his nose.
Hope turned her head and smiled at Oliver, she waved his hand casually as she watched him sauntered the room and stopped right next to Hope, blocking Ian with his tall and muscular body.
"I heard Mr. Wentworth is hospitalized, so you don't have class now, right?" Ian smiled at Hope and talked softly to her.
"We have, the replacement will come, so you better shu, shu…" Ian waved his hand, gesturing Oliver to go away from their class or anywhere near Hope.
"Do we have a problem here?" Oliver turned around to face Ian, disgusting look on his face.
Oliver and Ian had been like this ever since Oliver tried to get close to Hope. At first, Oliver thought Hope and Ian were together, but after some inspection, they were merely close friend. That's why Oliver couldn't understand why this guy was being overprotective to her?
"We will always have a problem every time you come to her." Ian's boring eyes suddenly came to live. He liked this provocation and Hope knew where this would lead to.
"Okay, enough boys." Hope tugged Ian's arm and sent a glare to Ian. "I don't have a plan to be in the center of this drama, alright?"
Hope scanned her eyes toward the other students that had been curious about the progress of the scene before their eyes, but once Hope glared back at them, they whipped their head away and seemed to busy themselves.
Hope didn't really associate herself with the other students except the siblings, but it didn't mean they could mess with her.
The first year of school, Hope beat up a boy who tried to corner her just because she looked sweet and quiet, the boy thought he could do something to her and only ended up being hospitalized because Hope hit his head with a brick.
The most relief part was Serefina didn't complain or scold Hope for that, she dealt with the parents of the boy and settled things down easily. Of course, with a little bit snarky comments here and there.
And when Hope asked why she didn't get angry because of that, Serefina just shrugged her shoulder and said; "If it was me, then we would be at his funeral not in the hospital."
Hope shut her mouth, and she thought, it was the time when she forgave the witch because she had erased all of her friends' memories.
"I just want to ask you if you want to skip class and go out with me? I want to show you something." Oliver sounded annoyed, not because of Hope.
However, before Hope could reply to his offer, Ian interrupted them again and this agitated Oliver further.
"Hooopeeee…" Ian drawled, yet his eyes focused on something in front of the class.
"What again!?" Oliver snapped, but immediately shut up when he watched toward Ian's line of sight.
Hope was the last one who realized it and when her eyes followed them, she could feel her heart dropped to her stomach by the sight of him.
Yes, it is him!
Hope felt her stomach did summersault and her heart hammered her ribcage painfully as she couldn't take her eyes away from those beautiful ocean eyes.
He looked exactly like the last time Hope remembered him, if she couldn't say he looked much hotter with his shoulder length black hair that he tied it behind his nape.
Hope felt her world spun just by looking at him. Damn! He was gorgeous!
But, his eyes darkened a few shade when he traced down to Hope's intertwined fingers with Oliver.
As if electrocuted, Hope immediately freed her hand and somehow felt guilty. She did not even hear Oliver's voice, which mumbled at her, saying he had to go.
"Where are you going? I will start the class." Kace's voice rang through the classroom as the other students also mesmerized by their new teacher's beauty.
"I am sorry sir, but I shouldn't be here." Oliver said apologetically and was about to go when Kace sat down on his table and spoke languidly.
"Did I give you permission to leave?"
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"There is new teacher." Ian mumbled leaned over toward Hope's table as both of them stared at the entrance gate. Wishing the class would be over soon, yet it was impossible, they still had three hours before they could be free from school.
"New teacher?" Hope raised her eyebrows as she sighed and leaned back against her seat. "We will graduate less than three months, why they hired a new teacher? Moreover, Mr. Wentworth will come back." Hope frowned.
They supposed to have a P.E class now, but before all of the students could change their clothes, Ms. Meredith came and informed them that Mr. Wentworth had an accident and needed to be hospitalized, thus there would be a replacement for him.
Therefore they were inside the class, waiting for the new teacher to come and introduce himself.
"I thought it is Mr. Miller who will teach us." Ian back to his seat next to Hope and put his face flat on the table. Boring.
In this last years, Ethan didn't have the same class with Hope and Ian, hence it was Ian who stuck with Hope for their entire years in this high school.
He didn't complain though, just like Hope, since they had their own little secret about the supernatural world, it was way more comfortable to hang out together.
However, Hope just started date the boy who had been courting her for the last one year.
Ian and Ethan, of course, objected this idea as they gave her dozens of advices, because Kace would obviously not take this too well, after all they were tasked to look after her and they assumed this included part of their task.
But Hope countered them by saying; He was gone for years without news. With that, they were tongue tied. It was Kace fault.
And, speaking of the devil…
"Hope!"
Ian grimaced even before he could hear the voice of the young boy as his scent wafted his nose.
Hope turned her head and smiled at Oliver, she waved his hand casually as she watched him sauntered the room and stopped right next to Hope, blocking Ian with his tall and muscular body.
"I heard Mr. Wentworth is hospitalized, so you don't have class now, right?" Ian smiled at Hope and talked softly to her.
"We have, the replacement will come, so you better shu, shu…" Ian waved his hand, gesturing Oliver to go away from their class or anywhere near Hope.
"Do we have a problem here?" Oliver turned around to face Ian, disgusting look on his face.
Oliver and Ian had been like this ever since Oliver tried to get close to Hope. At first, Oliver thought Hope and Ian were together, but after some inspection, they were merely close friend. That's why Oliver couldn't understand why this guy was being overprotective to her?
"We will always have a problem every time you come to her." Ian's boring eyes suddenly came to live. He liked this provocation and Hope knew where this would lead to.
"Okay, enough boys." Hope tugged Ian's arm and sent a glare to Ian. "I don't have a plan to be in the center of this drama, alright?"
Hope scanned her eyes toward the other students that had been curious about the progress of the scene before their eyes, but once Hope glared back at them, they whipped their head away and seemed to busy themselves.
Hope didn't really associate herself with the other students except the siblings, but it didn't mean they could mess with her.
The first year of school, Hope beat up a boy who tried to corner her just because she looked sweet and quiet, the boy thought he could do something to her and only ended up being hospitalized because Hope hit his head with a brick.
The most relief part was Serefina didn't complain or scold Hope for that, she dealt with the parents of the boy and settled things down easily. Of course, with a little bit snarky comments here and there.
And when Hope asked why she didn't get angry because of that, Serefina just shrugged her shoulder and said; "If it was me, then we would be at his funeral not in the hospital."
Hope shut her mouth, and she thought, it was the time when she forgave the witch because she had erased all of her friends' memories.
"I just want to ask you if you want to skip class and go out with me? I want to show you something." Oliver sounded annoyed, not because of Hope.
However, before Hope could reply to his offer, Ian interrupted them again and this agitated Oliver further.
"Hooopeeee…" Ian drawled, yet his eyes focused on something in front of the class.
"What again!?" Oliver snapped, but immediately shut up when he watched toward Ian's line of sight.
Hope was the last one who realized it and when her eyes followed them, she could feel her heart dropped to her stomach by the sight of him.
Yes, it is him!
Hope felt her stomach did summersault and her heart hammered her ribcage painfully as she couldn't take her eyes away from those beautiful ocean eyes.
He looked exactly like the last time Hope remembered him, if she couldn't say he looked much hotter with his shoulder length black hair that he tied it behind his nape.
Hope felt her world spun just by looking at him. Damn! He was gorgeous!
But, his eyes darkened a few shade when he traced down to Hope's intertwined fingers with Oliver.
As if electrocuted, Hope immediately freed her hand and somehow felt guilty. She did not even hear Oliver's voice, which mumbled at her, saying he had to go.
"Where are you going? I will start the class." Kace's voice rang through the classroom as the other students also mesmerized by their new teacher's beauty.
"I am sorry sir, but I shouldn't be here." Oliver said apologetically and was about to go when Kace sat down on his table and spoke languidly.
"Did I give you permission to leave?"
"There is new teacher." Ian mumbled leaned over toward Hope's table as both of them stared at the entrance gate. Wishing the class would be over soon, yet it was impossible, they still had three hours before they could be free from school. "New teacher?" Hope raised her eyebrows as she sighed and leaned back against her seat. "We will graduate less than three months, why they hired a new teacher? Moreover, Mr. Wentworth will come back." Hope frowned. They supposed to have a P.E class now, but before all of the students could change their clothes, Ms. Meredith came and informed them that Mr. Wentworth had an accident and needed to be hospitalized, thus there would be a replacement for him. Therefore they were inside the class, waiting for the new teacher to come and introduce himself. "I thought it is Mr. Miller who will teach us." Ian back to his seat next to Hope and put his face flat on the table. Boring. In this last years, Ethan didn't have the same class with Hope and Ian, hence it was Ian who stuck with Hope for their entire years in this high school. He didn't complain though, just like Hope, since they had their own little secret about the supernatural world, it was way more comfortable to hang out together. However, Hope just started date the boy who had been courting her for the last one year. Ian and Ethan, of course, objected this idea as they gave her dozens of advices, because Kace would obviously not take this too well, after all they were tasked to look after her and they assumed this included part of their task. But Hope countered them by saying; He was gone for years without news. With that, they were tongue tied. It was Kace fault. And, speaking of the devil "Hope!" Ian grimaced even before he could hear the voice of the young boy as his scent wafted his nose. Hope turned her head and smiled at Oliver, she waved his hand casually as she watched him sauntered the room and stopped right next to Hope, blocking Ian with his tall and muscular body. "I heard Mr. Wentworth is hospitalized, so you don't have class now, right?" Ian smiled at Hope and talked softly to her. "We have, the replacement will come, so you better shu, shu" Ian waved his hand, gesturing Oliver to go away from their class or anywhere near Hope. "Do we have a problem here?" Oliver turned around to face Ian, disgusting look on his face. Oliver and Ian had been like this ever since Oliver tried to get close to Hope. At first, Oliver thought Hope and Ian were together, but after some inspection, they were merely close friend. That's why Oliver couldn't understand why this guy was being overprotective to her? "We will always have a problem every time you come to her." Ian's boring eyes suddenly came to live. He liked this provocation and Hope knew where this would lead to. "Okay, enough boys." Hope tugged Ian's arm and sent a glare to Ian. "I don't have a plan to be in the center of this drama, alright?" Hope scanned her eyes toward the other students that had been curious about the progress of the scene before their eyes, but once Hope glared back at them, they whipped their head away and seemed to busy themselves. Hope didn't really associate herself with the other students except the siblings, but it didn't mean they could mess with her. The first year of school, Hope beat up a boy who tried to corner her just because she looked sweet and quiet, the boy thought he could do something to her and only ended up being hospitalized because Hope hit his head with a brick. The most relief part was Serefina didn't complain or scold Hope for that, she dealt with the parents of the boy and settled things down easily. Of course, with a little bit snarky comments here and there. And when Hope asked why she didn't get angry because of that, Serefina just shrugged her shoulder and said; "If it was me, then we would be at his funeral not in the hospital." Hope shut her mouth, and she thought, it was the time when she forgave the witch because she had erased all of her friends' memories. "I just want to ask you if you want to skip class and go out with me? I want to show you something." Oliver sounded annoyed, not because of Hope. However, before Hope could reply to his offer, Ian interrupted them again and this agitated Oliver further. "Hooopeeee" Ian drawled, yet his eyes focused on something in front of the class. "What again!?" Oliver snapped, but immediately shut up when he watched toward Ian's line of sight. Hope was the last one who realized it and when her eyes followed them, she could feel her heart dropped to her stomach by the sight of him. Yes, it is him! Hope felt her stomach did summersault and her heart hammered her ribcage painfully as she couldn't take her eyes away from those beautiful ocean eyes. He looked exactly like the last time Hope remembered him, if she couldn't say he looked much hotter with his shoulder length black hair that he tied it behind his nape. Hope felt her world spun just by looking at him. Damn! He was gorgeous! But, his eyes darkened a few shade when he traced down to Hope's intertwined fingers with Oliver. As if electrocuted, Hope immediately freed her hand and somehow felt guilty. She did not even hear Oliver's voice, which mumbled at her, saying he had to go. "Where are you going? I will start the class." Kace's voice rang through the classroom as the other students also mesmerized by their new teacher's beauty. "I am sorry sir, but I shouldn't be here." Oliver said apologetically and was about to go when Kace sat down on his table and spoke languidly. "Did I give you permission to leave?"
