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CHAPTER 8
BELLA POV:
I slowly walked to my first class, far from pleased about the fact that my brother was my teacher. I mean, why me? What have I done to deserve such torture. Will someone please inform me!
I wander what Damon has planned for his first lesson, although it will be torture, I am also sure that it will be interesting, that, I don't doubt.
By the time I had made it to the classroom, the seats in the back were all occupied. Sadly, this meant that there were only a few seats left, which happened to be right up front. Lucky me! I sighed and went to sit down.
As I did, I could feel the stares of the many curious onlookers boreing into my back. For goodness sake, just take a picture, it will certainly last longer.
I decided not to take out my books or my pens, there was hardly anything important that Damon could teach me that I didn't already know.
Just then my Brother walked into the classroom.
'Good morning gremlins, I am your new history teacher, as you can see. Unfortunately your old teacher packed in, if you know what I mean, poor soul. Clearly history is my favourite topic, otherwise I wouldn't be here. You have a lot to learn, I only need to look at you to know that, you uncultured swine. Oi you, you in the back sit down sit down, I can't believe this, I'm late to my own class and you still aren't ready for me to begin, Jesus Christ!'
I decided to tune out, having had enough already.
'Oh my gosh. Look at him, I don't care that he is our teacher Sally, I have to have him, he's mine...'
Er okay a bit weird.
'Who does he think he is, walking in here like he owns the place. The girls are ours but all of their attention is on him. I hate him...'
'Sir...'
'Damon, call me Damon my dear boy. We don't have time for that Sir or business. How old do I look? 145?!' He snorted. Pig.
'Erm, Damon. As a teacher you aren't allowed to call us names.'
'For goodness sake. I don't care. It wasn't even my idea to be here, it was my sisters. In fact why don't I bring her up here so she can Introduce herself? Arabella?' He pointedly looked at me.
'Fuck you.' I whispered before and getting up and walking to the front to stand next to my brother. He just laughed.
'Well I don't know what you expect me to say. My name is Arabella Salvatore. This is my older brother Damon, I just moved here from a town called Forks in Washington. I'm 17. And my brother Stefan is the same age as me.'
With that I went back to my seat, annoyed at my brother for making me have to do that.
'Okay. Well that's enough of that, let's begin class shall we? How many of you know about Bourbon?'
A few students raised their hands.
'Isn't that an alcoholic drink?' Shouted somebody in the back.
'How right you are. And do you have anything that you can tell me about it?' No response.
'Do you know anything at all?!'
My brother sighed.
'Fine open your books and write down what I say. Bourbon is a drink that was first created around the 1820's. It is America's only native spirit. Kentucky is its birthplace. There are 68 distilleries in the United States and this is something that everyone should know, whether you drink Bourbon or not, it tastes better once it has been preserved for 23 years. Now I think that's enough for today. I have some drinks for you all, drink as much as you like and have a great day,' Damon said pulling out a glass, 'class dismissed.'
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Well that's my latest chapter i'd love to know what you thought. Until next time.