Chapter 2 Shawn Thomas

He strolled over to me. I sat nervously. "Is this seat taken?"

I shuck my head to say no.

He grinned evilly, sitting next to me, Cameron, and the others sitting at the back of the class.

"Shawn."

I nodded.

He looked at me, his eyes hollow as he squeezed my leg. "It's rude not to tell someone your name."

"You didn't ask for it."

He gripped tighter onto my leg, I went to scream; he leaned closer. "No screaming princess, we don't want everyone to know what's going on, do we?"

I shook my head, he gripped tighter. "Do we?"

"No."

"Good. So what do I call you?"

"Tiara."

He smiled. "Now that wasn't hard, was it?"

I looked at him, his eyes were dilated like he'd been smoking a spliff. "No."

He smiled. "Seen as I'm new. I'd like you to give me a tour, and maybe we could hang out."

"S..s..sure."

"No need to stutter princess, I'm not going to hurt you." He got closer, talking into my ear. "Unless you give me reason to." He smirked.

God, I hate this guy already.

"Nice to see Mr. Thomas met our star student. Maybe you two could pair up for the project?"

Oh, please god no.

"What a great idea," he said coolly.

He did not just say that.

"Excellent."

He did, thanks for fucking nothing asshole.

He leaned in as if he were reading my thoughts. "You're welcome." He grinned, evilly.

God, I hate this guy, he's going to make me do all the work and take all the credit for it.

Callum and the others laugh at the back of the class.

"Settle down your three, or you'll get detention, and I'll pick your partners for this project."

They clamped shut and listened to what the project was.

The bell rang. Everyone gathered their belongings. "I want the project in by the end of the week, so no excuses. You may all go."

The pupils all rushed out of the class. I hurried out of the door down the corridor and an arm fell over my shoulder. He smirked at me. "Where do you think you're going? You said you'd show me around."

"I have to get to lesson."

He shook his head. "You promised me, Tiara."

"Lunch.'

"Now!"

"I can't I.."

He squeezed my shoulder, my head felt fuzzy and I almost lost consciousness. "Okay you win."

He smiled, loosening my shoulder. "Good girl and we can talk about the project at lunch."

"I'm not doing all of it."

"Did I say you were?"

"No, but."

"Show me round, then we can discuss it."

I nodded and showed him all round school. We missed the second period and almost broke. He pulled out a cigarette but it wasn't a normal cigarette, it was a joint. "You're going to get us expelled."

"Relax princess, I know what I'm doing."

"Okay." I sighed.

He smiled

Cameron and the other goons soon joined us. "Shouldn't you be with your friends Tiara?"

"She's with me, she showed me round. We've only just finished."

"Wow, the bookworm ditched class. You'll be one of us soon."

"I'll never be like you!"

"Wow, the cat finally let go of your tongue?"

I sneered at him.

"Leave her Cam. She's mine this year."

He nodded and I swallowed. He pulled me towards him, pressing his lips on mine, blowing the smoke into my mouth as he kissed me. My eyes rolling. My head was spinning. "Lose her Shawn, you'll get her high."

He pulled away as the bell went off. "We have class together, let's go." He said, taking my hand, leading me away for our next lesson.

We sat on the grass after lunch. He looked at me. "So... the project we can do it at my house. At least the effects of the spliff have worn off." He chuckled.

"Not funny."

He stared at me. "So... As I was saying we'll do the project at my house this weekend, I hope you won't disappoint me. My grades are the best, so don't let me down."

"Don't worry, I won't."

"Good girl." He smirked.

God, I wish he'd just fuck off.

"Can I take a look at your lesson plan?"

"Why?"

"So I can compare it to mine, see which lessons we have together."

"Again, why?"

"So we can sit together."

"What about your friends?"

"They'll be there too."

"Great." I said, under my breath.

"What did you say, princess?"

"Can't wait!"

He smiled, shaking his head.

We pulled out our lesson plans. He studied them, circling the lesson we had together.

"Can't wait to see you in the PE uniform princess."

"Why?"

He leaned forward. "PE uniform has always turned me on."

I swallowed hard. "And you in it will give me the biggest boner ever." He said, kissing my cheek, chuckling.

God, I really hate this guy, he's worse than Cameron.

The bell rang.

"Well, I guess I'll see you in detention princess."

"I guess you will."

We pulled ourselves up, walking in separate directions. Yeah, we both got detention for not making second period fucking great. There goes my perfect report for this year.

30 mins after school and detention was finally over . He dropped his arm over my shoulder as we left the room. I cut my eyes at him. "Now, Princess, if you want to keep those eyes where they are you're going to have to stop cutting them, or I'll personally cut them out for you."

I swallowed was this guy for real? Was he serious? I really didn't want to find out. "That's better princess."

"Whatever." Slipped out of my mouth, shit I can't even take it back.

He pinned me up against the wall, his hand around my throat. He stared cold. "And I thought we were getting on princess?"

"We are. I'm sorry it just slipped out." I said, in short breaths.

He pushed his lips on mine, kissing me forcefully. He moved away. "Make sure it doesn't happen again, or I'll have to cut your tongue out of your pretty little head. Understood?"

"Yeah."

"I can't hear you."

"Yes, I understand."

"Good girl." He said, smiling, taking his hand from around my throat, taking my hand. "Let's get you home."