Love Of A Psycho

Success comes at a price.

I flip the page of my book, eyes scanning each letter quickly and carefully.

"So if have a compound of hydrogen and chlorine, what would the-" My teachers voice drifting away from existence. Spacing out, that's what they call it. Everything doesn't go on around you because you're not conscious of whats happening. Its weird isn't?

"Nich!" I snap and glance up toward the front, I hurriedly put away what I was reading.

"Sir.." I mumble.

"What would the compound be, Nich?" His stare burning into me.

"Sorry sir I... do not know" I anxiously slumped back into my seat, I could feel twenty pair of eyes burning into me

"Hydrochloric Acid, Sir"

I glance back meeting the soft gaze of a woman. Long, auburn hair, carefully braided at the front.

It fits her face perfectly, her eyes a deep blue and small freckles dotted across her nose and under her eyes.

"Well done Jade, as for you Nich Parkinson" he mocks " pay more attention"