"The wrong path, is a long a twisty, complicating road. I should know. I walk it constantly."
                   ~Delilah Love

I should have known that there would be trouble for Ms. Love. There was always trouble for every student.

It was only the second day of school, and only a few people had shown up yesterday.

I predicted more to come today.

I walked into the classroom, and smiled to Ms. Love.

I was early. Again.

I loved spending time with Ms. Love. (See what I did there?) She was so kind, and I wanted to protect her from all the bad things in this town.

Ms. Love was a 22 year old, with a goal for life. She wanted to travel the world as a photographer. I liked the dream, but she was starting off in the wrong place.

I had only known her for about... All of yesterday, but already I could sense something different about her. Something out of place.

Ms. Love and I chatted away, till the first bell rang and we began class. It was just the two of us.

"No, no. Joseph, the correct reasoning would be..." She rambled on, and I listened intently.

About twenty minutes into class, the door slammed open, and two 'biker boys', as I liked to call them, strutted into the room.

Ms. Love stopped talking, and looked up. Unafraid. I was scared for her well being.

"Am I interrupting something?" The one on the left asked. He was muscular , and her had a few inches on my 6'0 form. I was skinny as a prick though. I had no chance of protecting Ms. Love.

I braced myself for what was to come.

"Yes. In fact you are. Please take a seat." She answered calmly.

He waltzed up to the desk of where she was sitting and looked into her eyes.

"Can you get up?" He said just as mellow. "You're sitting in my seat."

She stayed there, holding his gaze. She smiled sharply at him.

Instantly, he shot backwards, Ms. Love unmoving. He looked at her with wild eyes. He scampered up, and reached for the door handle.

"Stop." She instructed politely. I stared, not knowing what was going on. Ideas and possibilities raced through my head.

The most reacquiring one was;
Did they know each other?