"Oh, he's such a dream boat!" Angel sighed, he'd been yapping about the new history teacher at the university. "He's got this sexy French accent and-UGH!"

Lilith looked at him through lidded eyes. "I'll believe it when I see it."

"Oh just WAIT!" Angel assured us. "I'm thinking about making a move."

"Well, at least he's actually around the damn age of this guy. Remember senior year of high school?" I said, remembering how Angel had tried to hit on our chemistry teacher. Thankfully the guy had sense and refused him, going as far as to have Angel's schedule changed so that he wouldn't have to put up with it.

"Oh please Mr. Jenson wasn't even CLOSE to how absolutely gorgeous this one is." Angel scoffs.

"I feel kinda bad for this guy." Lilith says, taking another bite of her salad. "Do you even remember his name? Or are you just too caught up on how 'hot' he is?"

Angel glared at the air quotes she held up at the word "hot".

"His name is Alastor Hartfelt." Angel says through gritted teeth. "And believe me you'll see what I mean when you go to your next class."

Lilith shrugged. "If you say so." She chewed the last bite of her salad as the bell rang. "Well, I guess we're about to find out if what you say is true or not. Come on Lucifer." She grabbed my arm and pulled me along.

"Wait-Lilith I have to take care of my-LILITH!" I yelped as I was dragged down the hall by my best friend.

She turned the corner, heading into our history classroom, and stopped dead in her tracks.

I pushed past her and into the room, walking over to my desk and putting my bag down before looking up at our new history teacher.

. . . Angel was right. He was gorgeous.

His shiny brown hair was swept to the side in waves, while his chocolate colored skin was perfectly smooth, while those tantalising dark brown eyes fleeted around the room and soon locked with my blue ones for a moment, before continuing and glancing at Lilith.

"Names?" I heard the slight accent in his voice, which indeed was, as Angel had said, French.

And damn his voice really was fucking sexy-

"I'm Lilith!" My friend chirped, standing up straight.

The teacher scribbled his pen across the paper in front of him-probably for attendance-before looking back up at me expectantly.

All I could do was stand there and stare at those gorgeous brown eyes.

"Well?" He said when I didn't say anything.

"Huh?" I said, blinking.

"He needs to know your name dumbass." Lilith says, sitting down.

"Oh." I say, feeling stupid. "I'm Lucifer Morningstar."

Why did you say your last name too? He only needs your first! You really are a dumbass! My brain scolded me.

"Okay then." He says quietly, writing something down on his paper again. He looked up at me and raised an eyebrow. "Are you gonna sit down?"

It was then that I realized that I was still standing at my desk. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid! "Oh. Right."

"You good?" Lilith whispers to me when I sat down next to her.

"Who? Me? I'm fine." I said quickly.

"Ugh Lucifer 'fine' means 'not fine'!" Lilith growls. "What's up with you?"

I inhaled deeply as Vox and Valentino walked in, chatting about some new rumor or other shit. Valentino paused when he saw the new teacher and let's out a long whistle.

"Mio, mio, Angel was right he is gorgeous." He says, which earned the new teacher a scowl from Vox.

Hah, jealousy. I thought. Vox never liked it when his boyfriend even acknowledged another guy's looks, and clearly this teacher is no exception.

He did look pretty close to our age though, which made me wonder if this was his first teaching job he's ever had.

"Names?"

"Valentino López," he said, smiling. "Goodness you look young, how old are you?"

"Twenty-two. Please back up." He said, frowning as he leaned back and away from the obviously flirting man.

"Mm, mm, mm, just near my age. You're gorgeous~" Val says, only leaning forward more.

"Take your seat." I was shocked at how calm he was, as if he was used to this. Then again, I wouldn't be surprised.

"Your lap looks comfy~"

"At. Your. Desk." He growls, narrowing his eyes.

Yep, I could totally understand that.

"Ugh, fiiiiiiine." The student complains, walking over to his seat, where Vox was glaring from.

I laughed at the fact that this guy had an actual brain. Valentino had a history of seducing teachers, which usually ended in them getting fired for it after the news of whoever the newest unlucky teacher to fall into Val's trap was. Although that had been before he and Vox started dating.

Clearly this guy knew very well that Valentino would blab to the entire collage if he made that mistake. Plus, who knows, he may be married or straight or both. Which honestly if he did have a wife or husband, or girlfriend or boyfriend, then he has my immediate respect for being loyal.

Although there was a small part of me that didn't want him to be taken.

I brushed that off though, I had other things to worry about.

Eventually a few more students walked in, and class started.

"Hello, good afternoon everyone, I am your new history professor Mr. Hartfelt, I understand that your former teacher has retired. Now, onto today's topic; World War Two."

I sat there, listening. I actually quite like history. It was pretty interesting and honestly I often wonder about what it was like for people before things like cell phones and computers. It was pretty cool to hear about.

Lilith didn't really agree with me though, she hated this class with a passion. Honestly if it weren't for me always remembering everything so I could talk about it later she'd probably flunk this class worse than Vox.

"I hate my life." I heard her groan from next to me, but I ignored it and just listened to the lesson.

He really was so handsome . . . fuck. I never thought I'd agree with Angel on something like this before in my life.

"You done starring into space?" Husk says from behind me.

I jumped in my seat, peering over my shoulder at him.

"Jesus Husk you can't just do that to a guy!" I said, exhaling deeply.

"You were listening right?" Husker asks.

"Of course I was!"

"Okay then what did he say?"

"He said-um-"

"Eeeeeexactly." He says. "You weren't paying attention in the slightest. Which isn't normal. What's going on?"

"Yeah." Lilith chimes in. "What's up with you?"

"It's nothing." I said, gritting my teeth. "I'm perfectly normal!"

"Liar~" Lilith sings. "I think you like someone."

My face heats up. "I do not!"

"Mmmmmm, I think you do."

"Oh he definitely does." Husk chuckles.

"I DO NOT!" I said rather loudly.

"Mister Morningstar." Mr. Hartfelt says. Fuck. "What is so important that you need to yell at the top of your lungs?"

"Um-nothing!" I said quickly. "I uh-I just-um-"

"If it happens again I'm going to have to ask you to leave." Mr. Hartfelt says. "Do you understand?"

"Yes sir." I said, even though I've never said that to a teacher even once in my life. "S-sorry."

"Anyways, where were we? Ah yes, now, America-" I propped my head up on my hands, my elbows on my desk as the lesson continues.

Eventually, the bell rings and we were released for the rest of the day, me, Lilith, and Husk met up with Angel Dust and began heading to the library down the street.

"So," Angel smirks, "is he gorgeous or is he gorgeous?"

"I can't believe I'm about to admit this but he is stunning." Lilith says. "For once you were actually right."

"Hey! I'm always right!" Angel protests.

"Your grades would disagree." Husk tells him.

"Whatever! What did you think Lucifer?"

He was absolutely gorgeous. My brain yelled silently. With that sexy French accent and pretty brown eyes-

"He was okay." I shrugged.

"'Okay'?!" Angel exclaims, looking offended. "Is your brain failing you or something? How can you just say 'he was okay'?!"

"I don't know!" I lied. "I just-"

"Nah he don't actually think that." Lilith smirks. "Should've seen his face when the teacher asked for his name. Red as a tomato!"

"Hah!" Angel grins. "You've got a crush on the teacher!"

"I do not!" I defended. "Besides even if I did I wouldn't have a chance, Valentino tried flirting with him and he refused."

"Well maybe Valentino isn't his type." Angel says. "I mean, it's Valentino. He has a reputation."

"Yeah, well, even so, I don't have a crush on the teacher! So fuck off." I hissed, walking away.

"Yep. He definitely likes him." I heard Lilith say as I headed into the library.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE

Eheheheh-

I was reading a similar Radioapple fic and I just really wanted to write my own, so here we are!

I hope you enjoyed this!

Btw Lucifer, Angel, Husk, Lilith, and pretty much all the other students are 20 in this so...

Yeah.

Bi bi

-Vaeh