*Tonys pov*
I walked into Clarimont high, cringing at the dark memories that filled my head.
*flashback*
i was pushed to the locker, being beat up by some 12th graders. One 12th grader punched me in the crotch, making me throw up all over their shoes. They gave me a disgusted look, throwing me to the floor, hitting my head. All I remember was how pale their faces went when they saw the blood from my head. All i remember is the blood.. so. much. blood. before blacking out. I woke up in a hospital, no one there, just me. It reminded me that, I will always be alone.
*end of flashback*
I shook my head, regretting coming back here to be a teacher. Now, it's not that i didn't love being in Pierce The Veil, it's just that it didn't really pay the bills. So I became a Guitar teacher. I straightened out my suit, walking into the school. I walk into the office to see if someone could help me look for my room. I turned to see a girl with auburn hair, and blue eyes. I smiled, she was really really pretty. I was so lost in her beauty that I didn't notice the administrator talking to me. I turned to her, "i'm sorry? i was lost in my own thoughts." she nodded, "how can i help you?" her nails tapping on the countertop. "yeah. im new here, i really dont know where my class is." I say, rubbing the back of my neck. "whats your name?" She asks, fingers on the keyboard. "Cesar Antonio Perry." Now i usually don't use my full name, but nobody knows me as tony perry yet. She types something in the computer, "ah, here you go. Just exit out of here, and take a left. Its the last classroom on the left." I nod, thanking her and walking out of the office. I sigh, looking at all the children talking, walking around, having fun. I spot a girl with bleach blonde hair, alot of make up, kinda trashy in a way, holding an icepack to her nose, looking at me, giggling. I smile at her, and she waves. I wave back, walking to my class. "154, 155, 156. ah, here we go." i open the door, and put my stuff on my desk. I look around, its not like any other classroom. Its huge, guitars hanging off the walls, another room on the left filled with small guitars, bases, and drums. I smile, "maybe ill like this after all."
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Hot for Teacher
Fiksi Penggemar*****this is an older story that I wrote from 2013, pls don't laugh at me**** What will happen when Amber finds love in the place she hates the most? And how far will this new love go? ⚠️⚠️trigger warnings⚠️⚠️ Mentions smut, Self harm, depression a...
