"Miss Andrews pay attention to the board," a strict voice says snapping me out from my daze.

"Wha-yes Mrs. Davidson," I utter sleepily turning my attention to the annoyed looking teacher at the front of the classroom.

I was terrible in the morning. I certainly was no 'early' bird and I couldn't give a shit about catching the worm.

I turn my gaze back out the window. I got lost in my thoughts again as I took in the bare trees, the students coming and going from class and the creepy guy that seemed to be staring at me.

Wait what!?! Creepy guy?

Doing a double take, I look at the guy who was in all black and was leaning against one of the leaf bare trees. I couldn't make out his face since his hood was up.

I could feel his stare like millions of tiny knives piercing my skin and it sent a shiver down my spine.

I look away quickly feeling completely uncomfortable and look towards the board where the teacher was writing something that was probably important but I had no clue what it was about.

I look back again to find no signs of the guy in black.

Weird...did I imagine it?

I don't know if I want the guy to be my imagination or not because if he was real then I'm not going crazy.

Hmm...

The bell jolts me out of my thoughts and I spring out of my chair. Gathering up all my books I head to the door.

I enter the herd of students in the hallway that I swear was like the scene from the Lion King with the wilder beasts.

Being jostled and shoved was no walk in the park especially when you have books in your arms.

After nearly losing my cool when someone elbowed me in the ribs I eventually arrived at my next class.

Looking around the classroom I spot Rebecca sitting near the window with two spare seats beside her.

"Yellow," I say to her and plonk down onto the empty chair beside her.

She just glares at me obviously still pissed off about me taking her cookies.

"Okayyyy, so your still mad at me then," I mutter under my breath. Rebecca must of heard me because she narrows her eyes even more but doesn't say anything and turns around to look out the window.

"Well good morning class, my name is Mr. Mickelson and I'm going to be your substitute teacher for the next few weeks," the new teacher says with an accent I couldn't place.

He closes the door behind him, walks to the board and writes his name with a white board marker. He had brown hair, brown eyes and he was wearing a brown tweed jacket, white shirt and black trousers. He only looked like he was in his early twenties which was kinda weird for him to be wearing that and I half expect him to pull out a cap.

Yah totally, a guy in his twenties is totally gonna do that, sigh...

Suddenly the door was flung open and a guy walked in. He was shortish and had short, brown hair. He also had amber eyes.

He walks towards the empty chair beside me, ignoring the shocked faces of the new teacher and his fellow peers. He collapses down on the chair and turns to me.

"I'm just going to ignore that," I hear the teacher mutter under his breathe and he continues to introduce himself.

"Hello Cookie," the guy says which confuses me to no end.

I give him a confused look and look behind me to see if he was talking to someone else but remember there was only Rebecca.

"Emm... do I know you?" I ask still totally confused.

"Well no, but I know of you... Cookie," he says trying and failing to hold in a laugh.

"Am I missing something here?" I ask looking at him more closely to see if I recognised him from anywhere but I got nothing.

"Ohh it's nothing... Cookie."

If he calls me that name one more time I swear...

"Cookie."

"What the hell, stop it!!" whisper-shout annoyed but not enough get into trouble for shouting.

He just smiles.
"Cookie," he says again.

Oh that did it!!

I stand up due to the amount of rage in my system.

"I told you to stop it, so stop it!!" I shouted at him completely forgetting that I was in a classroom full of my fellow peers and a teacher.

There was an excruciating silence that made me cringe so hard inside. I could feel the stares of everyone. I look around, indeed everyone was staring at me like I was crazy and I was starting to believe that was the case.

I slowly sit back in my seat, mortified and give a quick glance at the guy beside me. His smile had widen impossible bigger.

Oh he will pay for this someday...

"I'm going to ignore that just happened since it is my first day but, what's your names," Mr. Mickelson says from the front of the room.

"Sam," I say quietly still mortified by what happened.

"Damon," the guy beside me says reluctantly with a bored sigh.

"But Sam if this happens again I will have to give you detention, okay? You to mister,"He says giving a threatening glare at Damon. Damon and I nod in response which seems to satisfy him as he continues with his lesson.

I flash a glare at Damon deciding he was nearly as bad as the cookie killer yesterday.

Yes he is now known as the cookie killer, it seems fitting...
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