"Hello everyone."
Catching a signal from Mrs. Laurent, who had just walked in, the English teacher stopped the lesson.
"Follow me."
Muttering to the girl beside her, Mrs. Laurent stepped forward to face the class. But before that, her eyes secretly shifted to search for a figure at the right edge of the front row.
āHe isnāt in school today.ā
She thought, feeling relieved, and smiled at the curious eyes of the students.
Beside her, JazmĆn didnāt shy away from the curious eyes of those who were interested in her, but proactively observed them too, alternating her attention between the beauties and handsome guys she would befriend later.
"Please, letās welcome a new transfer student to our class," Mrs. Laurent announced with a gentle smile. "Iāll leave her name to her introduction, but I hope everyone makes her feel comfortable here as one of us."
Stepping to the side, Mrs. Laurent passed the attention to JazmĆn.
"You can introduce yourself."
"Thank you."
"Hello guys. My name is JazmĆn Roselle. And yes, I get this a lot, I use my motherās first name as my last. Iām 17, I know Iām pretty, and I hope we all get along. Nice to meet yāall."
Speaking with a vibrant, confident vibe throughout, JazmĆn carried herself like a diva, instantly extinguishing the thoughts of those jealous girls who were about to mark her as prey for verbal bullying.
Like they say, first impressions matter. JazmĆn noted the unfriendly gazes and tucked her luscious black hair behind her ear.
"Alright."
Mrs. Laurent nodded and stepped in.
"Do we have unoccupied seats here?" she asked, scanning the classroom and ignoring Milesās seat.
āHuh?ā
"Look, there is one there."
JazmĆn promptly pointed at the front seat at the right edge, and the class fell strangely quiet. Even Mrs. Laurent was stunned and didnāt know how to respond.
"Good morning."
Just then, a calm voice intruded upon the silence, and Milesās figure drew the attention of the class.
To the side, Mrs. Laurentās heart skipped a beat and began to thump quickly.
Beside her, JazmĆn was starstruck at the sight before her and became dazed.
āItās him. Whatās he doing here?ā
She thought, recalling the neighbor she had spotted last night.
āWhatās he doing here? Heās...ā
Feeling stupid, she realized he was wearing Dominion Highās uniform.
āHeās a student here. He looks even more handsome than last night.ā
āHuh? A new transfer student? She looks pretty.ā
Unable to gauge her assets before so many eyes, he briefly complimented her and met Mrs. Laurentās gaze.
āThis woman. Her Infatuation Gauge has reached 100%, but I still donāt know the reason. But whatever, since sheās offered herself, thereās no way Iāll let this moment pass.ā
Piqued by the experience of fucking a willing married womanānot because of an aphrodisiac or a lack of attention, but a cheat who wanted to be fucked while enduring the guilt of betraying her husband and kidsāhe smirked inwardly.
āFuck. Iād rather be dead than have a hard-on before the class because of this.ā
The sly glint flashing in his eyes instantly shook Mrs. Laurent out of her daze.
āDoes he know?ā
She quivered.
But whatever she thought, Miles maintained the same neutral expression on his face as he walked to face the English teacher.
"Iām sorry. Got held up by some emergencies," he lied without batting an eye.
However, the teacher didnāt mind since he was an excellent student and had no record of making trouble. With a single nod, he dismissed Miles to his seat.
Behind him, JazmĆn suddenly had a look of realization.
āNo wonder they kept silent when I chose that seat. Heās definitely a big shot, worthy of me going head over heels. Considering we happened to be in the same class, then perhaps Iāll eventually have him to myselfāeven if he has a girlfriend, she wonāt stand a chance.ā
Her eyes shone at the thought.
But just then, from the back right edge seat, Alice smiled, feeling like she would get along with this girl.
"Mrs. Laurent. Thereās an unoccupied seat next to me."
Hearing this, Mrs. Laurent forced a smile and tried to recover from Milesās presence.
"Great. JazmĆn, you can sit over there."
"Okay." JazmĆn nodded, having no qualms other than dissatisfaction that there was no empty seat close to her crush.
With that done, Mrs. Laurent quickly hurried out, leaving some of the boys to marvel at her ass. She was chubby and exceedingly appealing to the eyes, not disfigured. Following that, the class continued and soon came to an end.
Before the next lesson could begin, Miles noticed that the new girl was exceptionally friendly and personally introduced herself.
Beside him, there was Britney, trying to keep face like nothing had happened yesterday. Though he liked it that way, he had to check the infatuation gauge and saw she was at 85%, meaning she was still his bitch.
āFuck. Mom is at 100%? What a freak.ā
Upon seeing Hannahās percentage on his system menu, he marveled, thinking of what would happen tonight.
The second lesson started and then ended, signaling it was break time.
As usual, he waited until most of his classmates had left before grouping up with Theo.
At the back, JazmĆn, who had gotten along with Alice, quickly nudged the girlās shoulder upon spotting Miles about to leave.
"Quick, tell me, who is he?" she whispered to Alice, not knowing Miles had caught that part before stepping outside the classroom.
Beside her, Alice just happened to catch Milesās departing figure and was a bit dazed.
"Who is he?" JazmĆn nudged her again.
āWho is he?ā
Alice echoed the words in her mind and blushed slightly upon recalling something.
Of course, this change didnāt go unnoticed by JazmĆn, but she waited patiently for Aliceās response.
"Him? Heās Miles Sinclair, and itās better if you donāt have any thoughts about him."
To her side, JazmĆn couldnāt help but roll her eyes before rebutting.
"But heās so handsome. I noticed you also blushed when I mentioned him. Are you his girlfriend? Does he have a girlfriendā"
"No, I donāt like him. How can I like such a pervy bastard?" Before JazmĆn could go on, Alice quickly rebutted her.