Something About Him

                                    

                                          
IsaBell's pov
I'm feeling a little relieved now that my parents have easily agreed to come along with Grayson and I at first I was afraid they would be against it but was kinda surprised when my mom immediately agreed.
"Goodmorning Isabell." Andre greeted a small smile playing on his lips as he eyes me with a curious gaze that makes my insides shudder with excitement. 
One look from him that is all it takes to make my heart race. Chloe starts to pace around in the back of my mind, clawing at me to let her out. 
"Goodmorning." I greeted back, my voice strained. 
"Where is everyone?" He asked glancing at his wrist watch. 
"How am I supposed to know?" I shot back. 
He sighed. "Forget I even asked." He muttered frustratedly. 
I rolled my eyes and focused my attention on the book I was reading. 
"Let me out Bella!" Chloe suddenly growled clawing at me with her canines bared. 
"Chloe, what's wrong?" I asked. 
"Just let me out!" She demanded. 
"I can't, well not right now, I'm at school and the lesson is about to start. I promise I will let you out later as soon as we get home." I said, hoping she'd listen. 
"Let me out or I will do it by force!" She threatened. 
Chloe. I can't you're being-she cut me off and took complete control over my body. 


Chloe's pov
My Human counterpart was being incredibly annoying by refusing to let me out. As much as I love and care about Bella sometimes she can be frustrating and difficult to deal with. 
I stood still as I watched every little move of his. His back was facing me, he was busy writing something on the black board. 
He was certainly the most gorgeous man I've ever laid eyes on and I'm not even sure why I'm attracted to him and his intoxicating scent that drives me insanely mad with desire. 
Why do I feel this way about him? I don't know maybe it's because he's attractive? 
But why does his scent draws me in whenever Bella is around him? And why do I feel this urge to claim him as mine? 
It's confusing and infuriating that I don't know what is going on. I thought. 
I slowly rose from the chair and strode towards him to the front of the classroom. He was still busy writing on the board that he didn't acknowledge my presences behind him.
"Mr Miller?" I called out, my voice soft and low. I placed my hand on the small of his back, he immediately stiffened at the contact.
I quickly retracted my hand feeling a sense of disappoint wash over me. 
Does he not feel the way I feel about me? I wondered. 
"Yes Isabell?" He answered turning around facing me with a raised brow.
I didn't answer him but instead gazed into his beautiful, mesmerizing golden orbs wanting to get lost in them. 
I took a few steps closer, wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. 
"Are you okay?" Andre asked watching me with a puzzled look. 
"Yes I am." I answered almost in a whisper. 
"You're definitely not okay or else you won't have your arm wrapped around my neck and begging me with your eyes to kiss you senseless." He said. 
"Then do it, what are you waiting for?" I challenged. 
My response causes his puzzled expression to morph into genuine interest. He fights a smile but I catch a definite flash of a dimple on his left cheek.
" I can do a lot more than kiss you." He said almost in a whisper. 
I swallow the knot in my throat. "Prove it." I said. 
He smirks, his gaze dancing from eyes to my lips and back again. 
"Are you sure you know what you're asking for?" He questioned, a small smirk playing on his lips. 
I nod, wrapping my arm around his neck tighter. 
"Just stop with the unnecessary questions and make your mouth useful." I gritted out. 
"So much talking." He growls lifting me off the ground. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pinned me against the wall planting his mouth roughly on mine.