-Chapter two-

-OC POV-

A few weeks had passed since the incident on the school rooftop.

I would catch myself thinking about it, and I would be dragged down into my own personal cesspool of hate that I stored inside for that jerk-wad. I still don't know his name, and Rio doesn't like to talk about it much-I understand why, I would do the same.

Also since then Rio and I have spent a lot of time together (being that she is my first friend at this school). We went to the mall a few times and sat at the food court, laughing about some stupid drama that the other girls liked to create(We went shopping and I picked out some really cute skirts)We also went to the cinema and watched movies together, eating popcorn like it was going out of style.

It's been a blast. and everything had gone back to normal. If, normal is what it was.

That was until today.

I had been the first to get to class, like usual. And I was seated in my chair, gazing out the window again. I kinda wished Rio was in my classes, it would be nice, not to be alone so much.

Slowly the other students began to trickle in, and the classroom slowly growing louder as they did.

I laid my head down on my heavy Geometry book pretending to be asleep. But keeping my ears perked and peeking through my bangs listening to the new drama spill out of the other teenagers mouths. I didn't really care about their personal lives. I was searching for something else.

And that something came.

Susie,( or, whatever, I'll just call her 'girl number 1') started the conversation.

"Hey! Did you hear?" she whispered loudly to girl number 2(not at all being silent)

girl number 2 shook her head silently "No, what?"

girl number 1 smiled and looked around the classroom for eavesdroppers, and then leaned close to girl number 2 "About that secret business within the school called the 'underground'." she said quietly.

"What about it?" girl number 2 asked curiously

girl number 1 crossed her legs and continued "Apparently, two or three of the members were kicked out because they were actually spies sent by the police!"

girl number 2 gasped "OMG Really?!"

girl 1 snickered "Yep, you know what that means?"

girl number 2 squealed "They'll be recruiting soon?" she asked excitedly

"SHH!, We don't want anyone else to find out!, If everyone knows then we'll have no chance of getting in!" girl number 1 hissed.

I leaned in my chair, trying to get closer as to hear more, but the bell had rung at that moment as if to keep me from the information.

The teacher slowly came into the classroom muttering his 'good mornings' as he set his attendance book down and began to take the roll.

I sat in the back grumbling as he monotonously called out the other students names.

I focused my attention back to the window. The cherry blossoms were blooming.

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The day seemed to go through smoothly. I had already gone through the first two periods of school without any problems.

But then third period rolled around.

When the bell had rung, It was unusually quiet. Our math teacher came in a little late with a stack of papers in his hands. He placed them neatly on the desk and then directed his attention to the class.

He cleared his throat "Students, today we ..seem.. to have a new student.." he looked towards the door and everyone's sight was aimed for the door.

That caught my attention. Maybe it's my woman's intuition, but I felt like something bad was gonna happen.

I watched as the door slowly slid open, to reveal a tall, lean guy. He had slightly messy black hair and clever looking hazel eyes. He was wearing the school uniform of a red shirt and black pants and overcoat.

My eyes locked onto him as he slowly strutted into the classroom. I could feel a fire starting.

He had a wide grin from ear to ear, as his eyes darted about the classroom, landing on every face until he saw mine. I watched him narrow his eyes, and his grin grew wider.

It was him. That jerk who was on the roof a few weeks before. It was that guy who hurt Rio.

"This is our new student Izaya Orihara" the teacher announced

"So his name is Izaya," I thought

Izaya bowed slightly with his hand over his chest "Please take care of me" He sang as he flashed a wink, Instantly causing the girls in the class to whisper. The classroom filled with murmurs, that slowly grew into loud conversations about the suspicious new student.

I glared at Izaya from the back of the class. I was so angry, I wanted to walk right up to him and beat the shit out of that cocky bastard.

I hadn't noticed I was biting my tongue until I tasted the salty blood in my mouth.

"So, where to seat you" The teacher muttered as he glanced at me.

"How about behind miss, Rosie?"

I turned to look at the empty seat behind me. This teacher just damned me to hell.

Izaya nodded "yes sir" and walked towards me in the very back of the class, his shoes tapping on the ground with each step.

I felt my sanity about to snap into two pieces as he stopped in front of me, putting both his hands on either side of my desk and leaning in close. a small smile pulled at his lips

"Please, Take care of me" he taunted.

my eye twitched.