The Devil Inside

Chapter 9

Lexi's P.O.V.

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I am so f*****g pissed right now. I want to kill someone but I couldn't do it without raising suspicion of getting arrested, so I decided after school I would call up The Unknown and see if they're got any new names on the kill list anywhere near here. Tommy and I walked up to my locker and I got out the stuff for languages class. I know most of the languages this school teaches and instead of people choosing one language to do, each term they do a new one and repeat the same four every year. This term is French, which is pretty predictable. French was the second language I learnt with Uncle Raymond but by far the one I like speaking the most. A lot of the guys, and girls too, that we take out are European so we have to try and learn as many European languages, more of the uncommon ones but also some common ones. 

"You ready to crush another one of our classes?" I sigh deeply and nod at Tommy's question. 

"Cool, let's go and not be late so we can get a seat in the back." He turned around before I could even answer, I roll my eyes. We get to class and the on in there is the teacher and she is putting papers on the desk, which I'm assuming are worksheets. 

"Oh bonjour là-bas. Parlez-vous français tous les deux ou dois-je parler en anglais?" We looked at eachother and had a bit of a silent conversation which led to me saying, [Translation - Oh, hello there. Do you two speak French or do I need to speak in English?]

"C'était stupide de le dire en français si vous ne saviez pas si nous pouvions le parler ou non, mais nous parlons tous les deux de toute façon, donc ce n'est pas grave." She looked shocked but nodded none the less. [Translation - It was stupid to say it in French if you didn't know if we could speak it or not, but we are both fluent anyways so it doesn't matter.]

We sat in the back and I immediately took out my sketch book and drew caricature of the b****y girl from before. She had a massive head with flames going out of the sides of her ears and she has really small t**s because I could tell hers are either fake or she's using a push up b*a. I was lucky enough to be gifted, well really not gifted it's just that when I was fat I had big t**s and when I lost the weight they kinda just stayed as well as my a*s, so boys usually stare. 

The warning bell rang and it caused everyone to pile into the room in less than a minute. The teacher started the class and didn't bother introducing us because I was sure everyone had already heard of us. We were about fifteen minutes into the class when the door burst open and caused everyone, besides Tommy and I of course, to flinch and stare at them. 

"Mr O'Neil, what is the meaning of this? Why have you interrupted my class?" He was glaring harshly in my direction but I didn't look up. O'Neil, that name sounded familiar. Wait, Maxwell O'Neil was the kid who used to torment me to no extent. 

"I'm sorry ma'am but I need to borrow the new kids as the principal needs to speak with them." He was still looking at us. 

"Oh alright I suppose that if Mr. Turner needs them then they can go but I need to know will they be coming back to class or not?" Maxwell finally looked at her and shook his head no. 

"No, probably not ma'am." I looked over at Tommy and saw what he was thinking. He, well, we both were thinking 'Oh this is probably about that b***h from before.' I put my book in my bag, slung mine over my shoulder like Tommy did and walked out of the class without even acknowledging anyone else. 

"Denk je dat het over het meisje van vroeger gaat?" Tommy asked me. I nodded. [Translation - You reckon it's about the girl from before?] 

"Waar zouden ze ons anders voor willen hebben?" He nodded in agreeance and we continued with that demon child following behind us. [Translation- What else would they want us for?]

We got into the front office and walked straight to the principles walked straight up his door and knocked. I saw all the kids from before sitting in the waiting area, all huddled around the girl who I beat the crap out of. The girls were all consoling her, whispering a bunch of lies like 'Don't worry we'll get her back' and 'She's just a s**t who wants attention and is trying to take it from you because your so pretty' I rolled my eyes and scoffed, their attention turned to me and they glared. 

"I'm sorry, is there some of that girls prettiness on me, or is it her attention that I want to steal?" I was looking at them all, studying them. They all stiffened, mainly the girls, and then turned their attention back to her. The door opened and two very angry adults walked out, I'm assuming the parents of the girl I beat, because they both greased me off. I turned my attention to the principle and I froze. 

"NO F*****G WAY?! UNCLE JERRY?!" I screamed. The principle looked at us. His eyes widened before a huge smile took over his face. 

"Lexi and Tommy? What on Earth are you doing here?" He asked while pulling us into hugs. Right in front of us was the Uncle Raymond's old best friend, Jerry Turner.