Good Girl

Chapter 8

Julie’s PoV

All of the classes were the same. Just an introduction to what we’d be covering that semester, about the teacher, whose name was Mrs. Winston, and the other typical stuff.

I looked over at Abrianna and saw that she was practically dozing off already.

Shortly after her little speech, the teacher got a phone call and went to answer it.

I, like a good student, just sat quietly and waited for instructions.

Abby’s PoV

I, like a normal teenager, wanted to kill myself before I died of suffocation due to the homework I was about to be knee-fucking-deep in.

Julie’s PoV

I really didn’t listen to the teachers little speech. I kind of just doodled in my notebook and waited for it to be over. Well, until I got caught, that is.

“Miss…” Mrs. Winston looked at the attendance sheet, as if it would help.

“Julie Cantrell.” I finished.

“Yes, Miss Cantrell. Are we going to have difficulties this year?”

“Uhh…no?”

“I hope not. We better not. You’re one of the smartest people in this class. And this is advanced.”

 

Abby’s PoV

Oh, yeah! And I got way above average on the placement tests last year. I couldn’t believe it either.

Julie’s PoV

“I’m sorry…I’ll try not to be a problem. Sorry.”

That was like, my first time getting in trouble in the past two years. And it was on my first day. Of high school. My year was turning out great already!