Chapter 3 I grabbed it

Louisa's POV

There you go. My first 3P invitation. In a dark and tiny storage that smelt like urine.

The most unbelievable part was, the trainwreck part of me secretly wanted to say "yes".

Damn. What's the matter with me?! I thought to myself. Am I tempted by Lucas' famous dark magic or something?!

I panicked and stepped back, shaking my head, trying to get that obnoxious thought out of my head.

It didn't work at all. Then, my mind was scarred by the impossible picture of me joining the girl, licking Lucas' dick.

Shit. I really should have stopped watching porn.

Eventually, the sensible part of me won and forced me to wave my hands.

I stuttered, "No! I... Here... I'm here for... a mop..."

Shit. Of all the cleaning supplies in the world. I used the word "mop".

I shoved a mop in his face last time. Remember?

He looked puzzled for a while, pulling the girl's hair while thrusting his dick in her mouth, deeper and harder each time. He was literally torturing that poor girl, but she seemed to really enjoy it.

Then, just before I turned back and fled again, he said, "What are you waiting for? Come in and grab it."

?!

Are you kidding me?!

"I will never ever grab your dick!" I stomped my feet and blurted out with steam coming out of my ears.

Lucas stared at me with surprise and then chuckled.

"I was talking about the mop." He said while rocking his hip.

Oh, shit. This must be the worst day of my life. I thought to myself.

I squeezed into the tiny storage room like a crab, carefully avoiding all the suspicious items which were covered by a questionable sticky substance. Just when my hand touched the mop behind Lucas, he grabbed my arm.

"Hey, I remember you. You're the girl who poked me with a mop!" he exclaimed.

I got this close to shoving the mop in his face again before I threw away his hand and ran out of the storage room.

Panting heavily while running for my life, I suddenly realized -

No, Lucas didn't need to have dark magic to enchant girls and sleep with them.

He had something more effective and compelling.

Although I wanted to convince myself that he was nothing but a male whore and a human-shaped dildo, I still couldn't explain the burning sensation between my thighs when he asked the girl to kneel down for him in that mysterious, magnetic voice.

I held the mop in my hands like my last straw of sanity and walked into the cafeteria to clean up the mess.

Fuck my life.

**

I love Chemistry. I have to admit that I was a bit nerdy. I mean, who doesn't like bubbling bottles and mysterious chemical effects?

"I fucking hate Chemistry," someone howled like a dog behind me. "What the fuck is that bitch on the stadium blabbing about? Formid acid my ass."

"Mr. Kofron, do you have any questions you want to share?" Miss Jalin, our chemistry teacher with a plump figure, stared at the boy who was sitting behind me and asked in a harsh voice.

"Yes, Miss. What size is your cup?" Leo, the boy sitting next to me, raised a beaker and asked.

All the boys in the lab roared in laughter while the girl looked awkward.

Miss Jalin ignored them and went back to teaching.

The boys were still tittering and chatting. Despite sitting in the front row, I found it really difficult to hear Miss Jalin's voice.

Just when I was struggling to take down some notes, a familiar, magnetic voice appeared -

"Shut up, boys..."

Lucas? Trying to help the teacher to maintain order in the classroom?

He had never woken up once during any class. Sleeping during class was his way to recover from the damage caused during breaks.

"...You're too loud and you've woken me up," he continued.

Well, that's more like him. 

I turned back and took a glance at Lucas, who was sitting in the last row of the class, stretching out his arms and rubbing his eyes. 

I immediately turned back to the front.

I couldn't stare at him in his eyes after what happened in the storage room.

I will never fall into his web of dark magic again. I told myself. That man is dangerous. He will make me pregnant by simply staring at me.

But the more I tried to calm down, the faster my heart pounded in my chest.

I tried to take down notes to distract myself, but it made me freak out when I found out I had written down nothing except Lucas Farrow.

Meanwhile, my heart was literally beating like a drum roll.

Is there a switch to turn my heartbeat down? It's getting so loud!

Then, I heard Lucas' nonchalant voice again -

"Leo, switch seats with me."

What the fuck?! Is he trying to take the seat behind my back?!

I heard the sound of pulling a chair as someone was taking his seat behind me.

My body was rigid. I didn't dare to look back. I told myself, as long as I didn't look back, I could pretend that he didn't exist.

But no! I could smell his cologne! It was something manly, wild and sexy, like a mixture of labdanum, cedar, and pepper.

His cologne was so noisy that it even offset Miss Jalin's lecture.

Damn. Can't he just shut his cologne down?!

"Hey."

I heard his whisper from behind.

Was he trying to talk to me?!

No. I didn't hear anything. It was an auditory hallucination. It happened when I got too stressed out. He was just talking to others, or he was talking to some invisible sluts in his sleep.

"Hey." He whispered again, this time closer to my ear, with a tap.

I could feel his breath tickling my ear.

"Stop it!" I hushed him without looking back. I felt my legs melting because of the tickling sensation caused by his breath.

"Can I borrow your note?" he asked.

"I haven't taken any notes!" I become agitated. Thanks to you!

"Then what's that on your table?" He asked, leaning forward.