My English Teacher is the Prince of Hell

Lydia's POV

I stood quietly in front of my locker trying to recall where I had kept my English language textbook when suddenly I heard a loud thud on my locker door. I was frightened but yes, I was also used to it.

"Nerdy bitch" Chloe said to me rolling her eyes and walking away like she didn't just almost give me a heart attack. I simply ignored and picked out the textbook that was hiding behind my Romance novel.

Oh how I loved the sweet impossible imagination of having a lover. I picked it up, and headed for class.

Mr. Derek's class was one of my favorites. Aside from the fact that I loved his style of teaching, I loved staring at his amazing physique. I sometimes catch myself dreaming of my petite self wrapped up in his arms.

Who wouldn't? His broad shoulders,his rock hard chest, I could tell even without touching, his chiseled beard and earth swirling scent I wish I had.

Everything about him reminded me of my favorite male lead character from my all time Romance book "Make Me Yours Tonight"

"About your test, some of you did well while others not so well" Mr. Derek said distributing our scripts.

"Good job Lydia." He said to me while dropping my script. I was so surprised to find out I had an A. English was the only subject I had struggled to get an A for weeks now. I always got either a B or C .

The smile on my face was second to none. I was still staring at my script when Mr. Derek announced that he was giving us a break for thirty mins. He walked out of the class leaving those who were rejoicing, rejoicing and those who were mad, mad.

I tucked my script into my bag and headed for the bathroom. I had barely gotten in when suddenly I felt a pain in my hair.

"You did it again bitch." Emily said to me with gritted teeth. Emily Spencer. My greatest enemy in school.

"I bet she slept her way to an A." Chloe added.

"Let go of my hair." I said to them struggling to free myself with my hand.

"Or what?" Danilella asked me,pulling my hand away from my head giving me no support system.

Emily, Alexa and Chloe were best of friends, although I never believed they liked each other. Alexa and Chloe were only with Emily because of her money and fame in school but that was the least of my problems. How on earth did I get myself in this situation?

"You are hurting me, let go of my hair." I pleaded.

"Fine." Emily signaled Alexa to let me go while she also freed my hair.

"Now you are free, what are you gonna do?"

"Hit me? Have sex with Derek again to get me expelled?" Emily scoffed.

"You can tell me, it's just me and you here Lydia." She continued.

"How was the sex? How hard did you sleep with him to get you an A?" I couldn't believe the disgusting thoughts Emily had. She thought I slept with Mr. Derek to get an A while I was battling to stay awake all through the night?

"I don't know what you are talking about." I said to them, taking a few steps away from them in an attempt to leave. Chloe grabbed my arm and pulled me back.