Mated to the Rogue Triplets

Brielle's POV Whatever just happened… wasn't normal. It was like his eyes locked in mine and threatened to suck the soul out of me the next moment. I felt my heart rate quicken, my throat gets dried out and my fingers tremble as we exchanged looks just before he walked in with two other guys. The once noisy class with people throwing notes about and girls shrieking and talking In loud hushed voices over the jocks died down, and It was like you could hear a pin drop as we all took in the three young guys who had walked in. If Henry Stallman, leader of the Jocks on the football team, was handsome, then these guys were drop-dead gorgeous. I had never seen people so crafted perfectly by God himself and sent to earth to cause havoc because that was what their presence was doing to the entire class right now. But I just couldn't keep my eyes off the first guy who walked in, and He seemed to have noticed my stupid uncontrollable eyes gawking at him because we had already locked eyes more than once, and I still found myself staring at him. Trust me, I wasn't the type who was drawn to guys by their looks, but I still couldn't explain the invisible pull of attraction I felt just by staring at him. It was like every atom of my being was screaming at me to run into his arms and embrace him and take the devil by the bullhorn and let him do whatever he pleases with me, but I had self-control, and compared to the girls in my class who were practically drooling over the 'eye candies' standing In front of the class, I was the most composed of them all. "Silence… silence…. Everyone, take your seats now. I have a very important announcement." Mrs. Jones, our homeroom teacher, announced, and without a fuss, everyone sat back down immediately. I glanced around briefly to see every girl was staring attentively- something you never find them doing in a normal class scenery, while most of the guys looked threatened by the new guys. I mean, even I was threatened by the looks of them. It was like they were out of this world. And I wasn't just overreacting. "I notice you keep staring at that guy in red… " My friend, Alice whispers to me, just when the commotion in the class was slowly dying down. I jolted from my seat at her words and glared at her defensively. I was practically kind of a new student as well, since I'd just spent a week here or so, and Alice happened to be my first friend here, I was really grateful for It because I was terrible at making friends. Before I could say a word, she leaned close to my desk and whispered again. “Do you see them? They are so dreamy” she moaned and I felt disgusted. “They are just normal Alice, get a hold of yourself” I almost exploded, and she shot me a look just before Mrs. Jones spoke up again. "Today, Blue lock high will be having their first foreign exchange students!" She announced, and the whole class erupted into an uproar by clapping, and I joined solemnly before the claps died down to enable her to continue. "As we all know, our best student, Philips John, was transferred to Canada just last week to continue his student program, and in return, we got the Torres Triplets to come to school here…” "The more, the better, am I right?" A girl announced in class while waggling her eyes brows, and the girls squealed with excitement. I stared at the guys, wondering how they could keep a straight face throughout the entire uproar, but I caught the guy who had caught my attention earlier already staring at me before I pretended to look somewhere else, aware of his stare boring a hole through my neck. “…please come forward and introduce yourselves to class and class, be nice. Let’s give them a chance to introduce themselves” Mrs Jones said. With the silence which stilled in the class, It looked like everyone had readily agreed, so she signaled for the first guy to introduce himself. When he stepped forward, I saw Alice do a dramatic 'waving her hand over her face', a sign that he was hot as f**k, and I wasn't denying that. But he looked cold and unapproachable. His hair was black as the night, short to his neck, and matched his cerulean blue eyes which ran over the class as he said in the most dreamy deep voice. "My name is Owen Torres. Foreign exchange student from Naile High, Toronto, Canada. Uh… pleased to meet you, everyone." An uproar went around in the class, after which he went in and sat down, and his brother, the next in line spoke up. His hair was much longer and tussled down his lower neck, and his oceanic blue eyes were dreamy and sexy as he smiled brightly at us. "Hi… My name is Finn Torres. I love football and making friends, so I hope we can all get along." Another uproar was heard before he walked in and took a seat amid girls who drank in his appearance like he was a rare god. I never received this type of VIP treatment when I arrived. The last one stepped forward, he was the same guy who had been tormenting me ever since he walked in through those doors. His hair was much longer than the rest- so long he had It pulled back into a neat ponytail behind him, and his eyes were crystal clear blue. He flashed a flirty smile at the class. "Hi guys … my name is Liam- you can call me L though" He winked at the girls and I rolled my eyes. He was the typical playboy. "I'm single by the way, and ready to mingle… " With that, he flashed another smile at the class, and I could see all the girls at the edge of their seats as they let out an uproar for him. “And that is that, so you will be sitting down there and here. We welcome you guys once again, and I hope you have a great time here” Mrs Jones said, and they moved to sit down on their assigned seats. Liam was made to sit at my back and I rolled my eyes, entirely ignoring him, and fished out my books. “So have a great day at school, students!” Mrs. Jones said and walked out of the class. Unconsciously I trailed my eyes on the three boys and for some odd reason I knew they were up to no good and I swore to keep my distance as much as I can.