10. Blackmail

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.