Confused feelings

When classes are over, Kate and I go to lunch together, which turns out to be a disaster. They wouldn't let me sit at the same table as her because it was Rayan's table, but I expected that. She was the one who dragged me there because that's where she usually sits. I had insisted that I didn't want to. We ended up switching to another table.

By the time class is over, I'm exhausted. Apparently, Rayan is in five of the seven classes I have this semester and I hate him. In every class, I feel his gaze burning my skin.

I'm about to leave when I remember that I have detention this afternoon and I let out a groan. Exhaling a sigh, I head to the classroom where the detention is being held and sit there for the hours it lasts.

I hope my mother doesn't get mad at me for getting in trouble on my first day here. I've never been grounded before. I'll have to find some excuse to tell her about it. I wish I could tell her that the devil has set his eyes on me and not in a good way.

RAYAN

I saw the new girl at my mother's funeral and knew who she was from the pictures in Mom's files. I hated her as soon as I saw her. I didn't get to fully take her in at the funeral, but yesterday I had the chance.

It was her first day at Riverside Academy and I finally got to see her up close and personal in my personal space. I wasn't prepared for all the emotions that rushed over me and it infuriated me.

The first emotion that hit me was the anger and hatred I feel towards her for what she represents. Those were the most obvious ones. I'm not going to tell you about the others yet because as I was examining her, I got the weirdest feelings. I don't know and I don't want to explain it, so let's leave it at that for now.

I stumbled because she intrigued me. I'm not supposed to feel anything but hatred for her and that puzzled me.

I have to admit, begrudgingly, that she's beautiful, enough to take your breath away, in that classic, quiet way.

It's the kind of beauty that you notice a mile away without her trying to get your attention. She captures it naturally.

When I realize where my thoughts are going, I get angry at myself and the hatred I feel for her takes over. The beast in me comes out to play. Yesterday I saw how all the guys in our senior class had their eye on her and I have to nip that shit in the bud.

He's not here to make friends because I won't allow it. She needs to be as miserable as possible and I will make sure of it. I won't even have to touch her because others will do it for me. I am the king of this school and no one will hesitate to follow my orders.

I could tell she was confused by my behavior towards her and I love that. It's not often, if ever, that I go after someone new to the school, but she is a special case.

I want to ruin her.