Tess didn't know what to keep her focus on. The thin view of the man's toned chest above his jacket's low button, or the blaster he held up that silenced the room.
His combed back mullet framed his slim, clean face perfectly. It was nothing like the wild mess from the two pictures Sensei showed her. It's a good thing he wore a white suit since black on that golden skin was enough to burn the room down.
The despicable host had not budged after getting punched off the stage. The second he was out of Tess's sight he was also out of her mind.
The armed hottie spat on the unconscious body below the stage and grabbed the mike. "Bozer's voice was hurting my ears," he said with his lips curled up. His black pupils moved from one corner of his eyes to the next as he scanned the fidgeting bodies before him. "Tsk, what a gnarly sight. Just when I thought the faces in my academic year couldn't get any uglier."
