I don't know why I'm in this class. History is so damn boring. I mean, who would want to know about Abraham Lincoln. I don't even like that guy. He wears a very funny hat. Soon the bell rand indicating class over. I couldn't be more happy about that. I stood up and quietly put my books inside my bag.
"Hello newbie."
I raised my head and saw that it was the devil spun. The ride girl. Why is she looking prettier than before.
Shut the fuck up brain.
I eyed her wearily. The last time we spoke, she was evil. And now that she's here, she's looking sweeter than a honey.
"How are you?" She asked. I narrowed my eyes at her. Ok, this is strange.
"What do you want." I asked rather too coldly. I saw her almost flinch at the coldness in my voice.
Keyword: almost.
Then she smirked. Not the nice ones, the evil ones. "Straight to the point I see. Fine then. I know your secret." This made me still.