Onika Pov
I don't like school.
Well,no it wasn't that it was more like school didn't like me.
It's not the work- well that's a damn lie, sometimes the works harder than stuffing groceries in a full ass fridge.
But almost everyone here was either the cliche popular type that were assholes,loners that had no interest in conversation, or the hood rats that smoked, skipped class, and even tried to fight teachers.
Oh and nerds.
First week here and I could already tell.
I'm not quite sure if I fit in any of those but to most people I seem like a nerd.
I stumbled through the hallways passed all the students, I was short and being around people as tall as 6'5 was hard for me okay?
Especially none of them ever cared to look down at their smaller peers.
I sighed heavily as I looked down at my schedule, you see I just moved here from New York. Wasn't my decision but I guess it was for the best. My original schedule got switched around so some of my teachers were different now.
I was far away enough from the rest of the students to get a good look, I squinted. God I needed glasses.
English Ms Knowles Room 206
Ms Knowles? "At least her name is easy to pronounce" I thought. I looked at the nearest door and inwardly groaned when I remembered my sense of direction sucked total ass.
I looked around as I saw people still walking and started to feel overwhelmed. I wasn't used to this, this many people in one place around me. I didn't like it. Before I could overthink and waste more time I felt a hand on my back and immediately tended up.
"Are you lost?" The velvety voice said. I then was intoxicated with a smell of some expensive perfume . I only know because I work near them in the mall. I turned around and was met with a tall hazel eyed woman. She was so gorgeous, and here I was probably looking at her mouth gaping.
"Are you lost?" She repeated, I failed to noticed the amused smile she had on her face.
"Well- you see- yeah. I'm looking for Ms knowles? Room 206. Shes my english teacher-do you know her?? or the room at least?"
I could feel myself ranting but how could I not? This is all i do when i'm nervous plus this women was breathtaking, i'm usually not this speechless around new people.
"Oh I know her," She said smirking. "She's probably the best teacher you'll ever have."
I quirked an eyebrow "How do you know?"
"Well who would know me better than myself hmm? Ms Maraj?" She said with a sly smirk.
How did she know know my name? I decided to ask and then wanted to crawl into a corner after realizing it was on my schedule.
She let out a airy laugh, she really was gorgeous. "Stop being so nervous, here i'll show you my room." She beckoned me with her finger and lord would I follow this woman anywhere.
Her class was on the second floor, not too bad. I walked in and saw a few other kids there more were coming in at the same time as me. I wanted to thank Ms Knowles for showing me, but before I could she gave me a pat on the small of my back and whispered "No need for a thank you, sweetheart." She gave me what appeared to be an innocent smile and I just nodded. I could feel my face becoming warm.
I sat down, and as more kids came in and the bell rang class was officially started.
"Welcome back students! I hope you all completed chapter 22, because you're having a little quiz on it today." She voiced with that same innocent smile.
I could hear some kids groaning and cursing assuming they didn't read chapter 6 of whatever book she was making them read.
