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Lucas Whitlock

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" The monsters were never under my bed, Because the monsters were inside my head.

I fear no monsters, for no monsters I see.

Because all the time the monster has been me. "

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Pearl's alarm buzzed, pulling her out of her dream and she rubbed her eyes and picked her phone. turning the alarm off she opened her eyes, " 5 am " She said looking at the time on her phone. She woke up from her bed to take a bath. Today was her first day in her dream school, she didn't want to be late.

Pearl entered her bathroom and took a cold shower, as the cold water touched her skin her sleep immediately vanished.

Pearl stood before the full-length mirror wearing her school uniform, " Awww, it's so pretty " She touched her tie and moved around to examine her uniform. She pulled her long hair in a high ponytail and applied a Cherry colour lip gloss.

Looking at her reflection she was very satisfied, a blue-eyed beauty with naturally pink cheeks looked back at her, her smooth and fair legs looked stunning against the black skirt.

Pearl blowed herself a kiss , took her school bag and locked her door behind her, " She was ready to go " Her eyes sparkled with determination, " It's still early " She looked at her watch and suddenly heard a commotion behind her looking over her shoulder she saw all the students running here and there.

She got hold of a girl who was running towards her, " Hey, what's wrong where are you all going? " She asked her. " It's the devil! He wants all of us to gather on the rooftop! " She held her arm and dragged a confused Pearl with her.

" The devil? " She thought being dragged away by her to the rooftop suddenly she felt s tab on her shoulder looking up she was meet with Daniel's smiling face,

" Come with me " She heard him speak before she was dragged back in her room, " But we should be at the rooftop " She informed and saw Daniel frown, " Why? To get bullied? " He asked her.

Gasp!

Pearl gasped, " Bull.. Bullied? " She opened her blue eyes wide, " This school have a bully? " She asked, grabbing his hand.

Daniel nodded, " He is the young master of the Whitlock family, one of the wealthiest families of this country. Lucas Whitlock also known as The Devil, do you remember what I told you yesterday? "

Pearl nodded, " you said the second floor belongs to the devil " Daniel nodded, " it's him, he is the devil remember to stay away from him " he looked at her and saw her face was as pale as a sheet of paper, " you don't have to be so stressed " he grabbed her hand and rubbed it.

" if you ever come across him " he turned towards her and continued, " just ignore him " his voice was low and clear his cold tone added so much seriousness to the situation that Pearl shivered she looked shocked, " He must be playing some small pranks, right? " It can't be so serious," she thought, but Daniel's next sentence left her speechless.

Daniel shook his head, " He doesn't play some silly prank. He bullied a boy so much that the boy ended up jumping from the rooftop ending his life " Pearl was scared, " And nobody did anything to that monster? " She couldn't believe it, how can someone be so cruel. Daniel shook his head, " This school is his, even the principal can't say anything to him "

" Are you an idiot he will kill us if he knows we are hiding here? " Pearl glared at him and Daniel smiled.

Pearl for the first time didn't like his smile, " Don't worry he can't do anything to me so, you are safe as long as you are with me " He sat on her bed and looked at his watch, " It will be over in an hour, come have a seat " He patted the spot beside him and Pearl sat down.

At the rooftop the atmosphere was chilly, a young man sat on a chair with his long legs crossed. His silky black hair was ruffled by the wind and he pushed them back every now and then, his black eyes stared coldly at the group of students who were kneeling down before him with their heads lowered.

He looked like an evil king who was ready to pull their head out of their body.

" So they are the new batch of students for year one? " He asked in his deep voice, hearing such a sexy voice many girls tried to raise their head to look at him but were slapped mercilessly, " Bitch who told you to look up? " Selina pulled one of the girls by her hair, " Do you have a death wish? " She asked, slapping her again, the girl broke into silent sobs.

" Selina, don't be so cruel. '' Lucas said standing up from his throne, he moved to where the girl was, " Do you want to look up? " He whispered in her ear and she shivered, " Here look up! " He raised her chin and looked at the pitiful girl before him, her cheeks were red and swollen from all the slapping.

The girl looked at him and tears filled her eyes. He was no doubt handsome, but he looked scary and cruel. His handsome face was looking at her from so close that the girl couldn't help but blush.

Lucas smirked and looked around trying to find someone ; " Lucas what's wrong? "Selina grabbed his hand but he threw her hand away, " I told you not to touch me! " he whipped his hand with a tissue, disgusted by her touch.

Selina lowered her head in embarrassment, but she tried once again to stir up a conversation, " you are looking for someone? " she asked and saw him nod.

" Are you sure everyone is here? " he turned his cold eyes towards his friend, " yes they are all here " Michael replied scanning the students.

" Then where the hell is Daniel Davis? " he growled and everybody shivered, including Michael.

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