She could feel his eyes, glaring holes in her back. Well, he could suck it for all she cares but she was not turning around. What was he even doing, following her to every class? Who even allowed him! And even if he had started here again then why do he have to be in the same classes as her.



The mark on her neck covered by band-aid suddenly starts burning. She felt like he was staring right at it. Oh, she was furious. He had no idea how furious she was when she went home and saw that almost purple mark on her neck. Like a freaking tag, he had made his mark on her.



Ignoring her racing heart and concentrating on the teacher, she tried to avoid June's eyes as well. What was it with people glaring at her! With everyone's stares and June and Dean's glares, she will end up holy and it was not this nun kind of holy, it was the holes one.



With that she also wondered if maybe becoming a 

The lunch passed without a single sight of him. As June waved her goodbye to get to her next class, Sara walked unwillingly to her own. Her feet suddenly felt a heavy, she was dragging them in hopes of not collapsing. When did she sleep properly?



She had only reached halfway to the class but the silence around her told her that she will be late.



She did not see the arm which suddenly shot out from nowhere and pulled her in the darkened class. In her confusion, she heard the lock being turned and her brain panicked.



She was going to get raped by some creep and will never be able to walk down the alter as a virgin.



Not that it was the idea in the first place.



She was yet again engulfed by the heavy arm but this time the rough scent which surrounded her, felt familiar, too familiar. Like a flash of fast forward videos, the memories of the scent jolted through her brain. What 

"Is this your fucking plan? Because it sucks." The hiss made him want to hit himself in his fucking brain. She was right. The plan sucked and there was no way in hell she is going to come with him pushing and pulling and a small, tiny, almost uncared part didn't want that but damn that part was like a earwig and yet, when he needed the reminder- it never bothered to come to his mind!



"Don't curse, O'Brian." That was all he could say in answer.



"Don't curse, O'Brian." She quietly mimicked him but not quite enough which made his smirk.



Who else would have so much guts?



He waited patiently for her to finish her breakfast, knowing they were half an hour late but telling her now would just ruin his fun. He couldn't help but stare at her mouth which was chewing the food like vengeance. It was fascinating and amusing and fucking temping at the same time.



When without a work she r

She could feel his eyes, glaring holes in her back. Well, he could suck it for all she cares but she was not turning around. What was he even doing, following her to every class? Who even allowed him! And even if he had started here again then why do he have to be in the same classes as her.



The mark on her neck covered by band-aid suddenly starts burning. She felt like he was staring right at it. Oh, she was furious. He had no idea how furious she was when she went home and saw that almost purple mark on her neck. Like a freaking tag, he had made his mark on her.



Ignoring her racing heart and concentrating on the teacher, she tried to avoid June's eyes as well. What was it with people glaring at her! With everyone's stares and June and Dean's glares, she will end up holy and it was not this nun kind of holy, it was the holes one.



With that she also wondered if maybe becoming a num wouldn't be such a bad idea at this very moment.



Oh God, how she wished she was a nun!



Sha

Chapter # 09.1