CHAPTER 1: THE MR. QUINN

It was November, the month of my birthday, when I first saw him. He has a beautiful rocking body and a mass of unruly hair. His face has a certain charm I could not put into words. He was effing hot and yummy, to simply say,

But it wasn't his gorgeousness that caught me speechless; it was his haunting crimson orbs. His eyes were an abyss of loneliness and hatred that I couldn't seem to reach.

"Hey Rash, how long are you gonna stand and ogle that new hottie, huh?" I was pulled out of my dreary daydream by the usual babble of my best friend, Jack.

Okay let me get this straight; Jack is a proud to-be-gay. He's cute, tall, and fashionable (not girly fashionable, though). He may be loquacious but he's my best buddy. And right now, his pink and black outfit totally outshines my simple grey and black ones.

"You know, Jack? I was simply staring, not ogling," I defended.

"If you say so, Rash," he teased and bumped his hip to mine.

The ringing of the bell got us rushing to our first class, which I may is a my favourite, Greek Mythology. It was simply an elective I chose out of sheer curiosity but the moment I stepped into Prof. Garm's class, I was captivated by her funny yet interesting lectures.

Today's lecture was about the vampire and witch ancestry: their origin and their myths.

Vampires, huh? I never knew they originated from the Sumerians. Interesting…I thought they were from…-

"…class, come in Mr. Quinn," Prof. Garm interrupted my thoughts.

As soon as THE Mr. Quinn came in the classroom, a lot of 'ooohs' and 'aaahs' erupted from many girls' mouths. In wonder of who this Mr. Knight may be, I looked away from the window to the new centre of attraction.

I was dumbfounded. My eyes almost popped out of their sockets as I saw HIM once again. He's the 'lonely' guy from earlier.

"Class, Mr. Quinn is an exchange student from our Alaska campus. And from now on, he'll be with you guys 'til the end of high school," Prof. Garm happily introduced the not-so-happy Quinn.

Quinn just gave a curt nod to the class and went straight to the seat Prof. pointed him to. His seat was right beside mine. And since this stupid school has designated only one table for two students, that means, Quinn will be my seatmate/tablemate for more than 8 months. UGH! Talk about uncomfortable.

"Ms. Rashel Jordan, I expect you to get Mr. Quinn well adapted to his new environment. Later today, please make sure that you tour him around the school and inform him of the school's regulations. Is that clear, Ms. Jordan?" Prof. Garm said, raising and eyebrow in question.

"Yes , Prof. Garm," was my immediate answer.

I sneaked a peek at my new seatmate. He's mysteriously handsome and serious. Dead serious. A thought suddenly came out of my head, It would be nice if I could see him smile, even once.

The lecture went on and on. As I took notes, I kept glancing at Quinn. I couldn't help it, his mysterious vibes give me the creeps, especially those eyes. The moment I thought about his eyes, he turned and looked me straight in the eye. Crimson met silver. Cold met warm. The hair at the back of my neck stood as his penetrating gaze brought me chills. I could not turn away. We were locked into this death stare and thankfully, the bell rang. He got his things and walked away.

I could not move.

"Rash! Hey, earth to Rashel? You look like you've been bewitched or somethin'!" Jack said, shaking me out of my immobility.

I stood up and looked at Jack.

"Rash, you fine? Hey!" he shook me again.

"Yeah, fine. Just fine. Perfect," I answered him.

Jack and I were walking to our lockers when I saw him again. He was across the hall, in front of his own locker, looking at me. O, seriously! When will that staring stop?

I hastily stuck all my things inside my locker. And as a I walked away, I swear, I could feel his gaze at my back.

What the hell?

A/N

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