Chapter 3

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I was still staring at him as my mum and I went and sat down. He was tall with black hair. His eyes were gray and he was wearing a smart looking suit.

Was this guy the headmaster? I hope not because that would just be awkward if he was. Luckily, after a few minuets, an older man walked through and introduced himself. He was called Mr.Peterson. He and my mum began chatting about my last schools and why I was kicked out of them.

" Well all the paper work seems to be sorted." he said smiling to my mother. He then stood up and walked towards the door motioning for the hot guy to follow him.

"Will give you two some privacy to say your goodbyes" he said, walking out of the office and closing the door behind him.

"Well, I have to get going quick because I have work soon." she says standing up. Unbelievable! She's going to leave me here for years and she cant even spare me a few minuets to say a proper goodbye.

"Fine, bye" I mummble as she gives me an akward hug. She gives me a small smile and walks out the door leaving me in this hell of a place.

Tears begin to poor down my cheek. I have no one anymore. My dad left my mum and I when I was only a baby. Now my mum left me as well. Great.

I heard the door open and Mr Peterson walked in. He frowned when he saw me crying.

"Whats wrong?" he askes me taking a seat next to me.

"Nothing, just going to miss my mum." I lied. I didn't really what to tell him I felt abandoned.

He gave me a weak smile and pulled out a tissue and gave it to me. I smiled at him and began to wipe my smeared mascara away.

A few seconds later the door opened and the hot guy walked back in. He stood next to Mr Peterson looking kind of uncomfortable.

"How rude of me!" Mr Petterson said chuckling"Molly meet my son Drake Petterson, he will be one of your teachers here." He said

I was shocked. The hot guy was going to be my teacher.

"Hello." he said to me.

"Hey." I said.

Mr Peterson was staring at his son and he was staring back. They weren't talking, just staring at each other. Weird.

Mr Peterson gave a stiff not to his son and he gave a nod back. Mr Peterson stood up and walked out quickly.

"Where did Mr Petterson go?" I asked Drake. He didnt awnser me just walked over and took a seat next to me. He was staring at me oddly.

"Drake?" I seemed to snap him out of it and he shook his head like he was clearing his thoughts.

"Um mm...His gone to take care of some business." he said.

"OK, do you know where I'm meant to go?" I asked him. It felt awkward being left in a room with him. I walked towards the door, but before I could reach it, Drake grabbed  my wrist and spun me around to face him.

The he bit my neck.

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