4. Don't judge

Lucian's POV

This class was officially over and Jackie was waiting outside for me. She was a total sleaze but I wouldn't pass up the chance to miss out on fantastic sex. It would be easy to push her over the edge into her deepest desires.

Frankly I don't understand why she was ashamed to make these desires turn into reality. What's so shameful about being pleasured and pleasuring someone? Absolutely nothing.

Her desires had changed within the past hour of us being apart. At first, her plan was revenge. Now it was a threesome. Women are so indecisive but I couldn't complain either way. She's most definitely naughty. I wasn't listening to anything she said until she asked what my next class was. I retrieved my schedule from my pocket.

I unfolded the paper and spoke, "Next is English with Misses Ligher."

She responded, "Oh. Goody. You have that class with Bella and I. Do you mind if I ask what class you have after?"

I thought about it for a second but what the hell? It couldn't do me any harm if I told her or not. So why not tell her? I looked at the name. Misses Murray? Hmm..

I told Jackie that I had Murray and she was even happier. She also said I had that class with her and Bella. I guess these classes would be a great way to get closer with Bella.

We walked in silence. The closer to the building we got, the more irritated I became. I pulled her to the side of an annexed building.

"Okay. Just tell me what you want. I feel your lust leaking from your pores. If you want to have sex with me that badly, just say so."

I could tell she was a bit frightened by the look in her eyes. She stared at my eyes too long. She knew who I was now. She was still scared out of her wits but she willingly gave in to her lust without me using my power. I felt her shoulders loosen and ease at my touch.

I transported us to my house I owned here in the city of Milwaukee. She was shocked and it felt nostalgic to me. Most of the women were always turned on whenever I transported us somewhere.

I could take Jane on by myself. There was no need for a threesome. I'd leave her satisfied and she wouldn't even know it. Signing up to sleep with the devil? What a mistake.

She undressed and just as I was about to unzip my trousers, her phone rang. It snapped her out of her daze.

"Hello," she answered. She stared at me while talking. I didn't even listen in on her conversation but I could tell the call was between either her douche boyfriend or Bella. I didn't even realize she'd finished her call.

"I have to go. Could we go back?" she asked.

"Sure," and then I snapped my fingers. We were back at the school. I erased her memory of me being the devil and let her carry on with her teenage life.

That call must have been important because she wasn't hanging onto me anymore. She ran off inside the main building and left me by my lonesome.

I followed suit and entered the building. What luck I have? I bumped into the stalker girl when I walked inside. Bella, was it? She looked so precious— ready to be deflowered.

"Sorry," she said.

I dusted my shoulder off and responded, "It's okay. I'm starting to think you like bumping into me; maybe you're doing it deliberately. Either way, you're into me."

She scoffed in disbelief, "You wish." Then she turned on her heel. I walked with her.

"Why are you following me?" she asked.

I replied, "It's not following you if we have the same class. Plus, my locker is this way. Would you have preferred if I went another way?"

"I totally would have," she said.

I stopped in my tracks to let her make it to the class before me. But then I remembered I still had to visit my locker for my textbook. As I was about to resume taking my steps, a sinner walked up to me.

He said, "I wouldn't even try that bro. It's impossible to get her to go on a date with you so you won't even have fun with her. She's stuck up but you could totally have fun with her friend. Her name's Jennifer. By the way, my name is Tyler."

"Yo, Ty, come on man. What are you doing?" someone yelled while walking up.

"I was just telling him about Isabelle," said Tyler.

The other guy chimed in, "Oh, man. You'd have way better luck trying with literally anyone else."

"We gotta go," said Tyler. They walked off without another word.

All I could think about was the challenge that I just accepted. They think it's impossible for someone to go out with her. I'd show them. I'd do more than show them.

Yes, yes I would.

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Isabelle's POV

"Can you believe that jerk? He thinks I like him. I think he's a total creep."

Jen replied, "He's not a creep. I think he's nice. And I have dibs on him. So don't try to snatch him for yourself."

"Wait what? Jen, you're with Brad. You can't be serious. Did something happen?"

She answered with, "You always try to read into things. Nothing's wrong. It's just always good to have a backup plan. When do you plan on giving it up?"

"Shush. That was so sudden. And never. Boys aren't worth my time. And what's with the attitude?"

"Hush, here he comes."

I looked up and there he was.

And then the class became silent. So silent that you could hear everyone's breathing and your own heartbeat. Silent enough to hear a pen drop and its reverberation.

The teacher and Lucian did the usual routine of introduction for new kids. All the girls were instantly fawning over him and arguing about who he'd sit next to.

And guess what? He chose to sit next to me. All the girls boo'd him for his choice. They tried to persuade him to sit next to someone else, anyone else besides me, but he wouldn't budge.

As the class passed on, the girls grew externally unphased. They didn't put up a fight anymore which I thought was weird. When it came to these girls, they'd fight to the end. That's exactly why our girls basketball team always go to the championship even though I can't say the same for our boys.

He whispered, "What are you thinking about?"

I replied, "You scared me, but I was just thinking about how weird it is that the girls quit fighting over you that soon. That's all. Are you having trouble with this class?"

He spoke again, "No, darling. I have shoes older than this subject. So how about we go on a date? I think you owe me for calling me a stalker and making me find you to return something of yours."

"No way. I already apologized to you and if you want compensation for doing something good, you're a jerk. Kindness doesn't hurt people." I scooted my desk away from him and didn't talk to him for the rest of the English period.

As soon as the bell rang, Jen was on his hip. He didn't look bothered but I was. Jen was acting crazy. She has a boyfriend but whatever. It's her life so I don't want to say anything else.

I went to my locker and exchanged my English book for my library book. It was officially lunchtime so I went to my favorite spot whenever I needed alone time— my favorite tree.

I spread out my blanket from my backpack and sat down. I retrieved my lunch and my book from my backpack so I could read while I ate.

I was almost finished with my book; I only had a few chapters left. I'd read through two chapters while I was outside when I looked up to find Lucian.

"What are you doing here? You really are a creep."

He said, "You'll never get a date if you keep calling all the men who try to date you creeps. Now, I'm here once again to convince you to go on a date with me. It wouldn't hurt you to say yes and it wouldn't hurt you to have fun."

"No," I said firmly.

He replied, "I know where you live. I'll disturb you everyday until you say yes. I'm really a restless soul, so I'd advise you to say yes."

I agreed, "Alright fine. One date and that's it. Don't try anything funny."

Lucian suddenly said, "He dies."

"What?" I asked.

"The guy in the book dies. You're welcome."

How did he know that? No way. "You read these kind of books? I didn't bag you for the type to read these."

"Don't judge a book by its cover." He smiled at me and we began to talk more. I guess this wouldn't be too bad, right? I mean, he can't hurt me anymore than I already have been. I think this could be a great friendship.