Who Says A Thug Can't Be Loved?

Chapter 5

Today felt like it's been going by pretty slow but me personally, I'm not complaining. The slower the day go the longer I be away from home while Janie does whatever she normally does when I'm not there. Not to make it seem like I love school or anything however; I do like to learn on certain subjects and of course I want an education except that I haven't exactly decided yet if I want to go to college or find something to do with my life. 

I know for sure that I don't want to be a crack head or a hoe to fuck niggas for a living and I most definitely don't want any man to take care of me either when I can hold my own.

"Can anyone share to tell me what are the differences in elements and compounds are?" Our Chemistry teacher Mr. Stuart asks but not one person raises their hand to answer because half doesn't know the answer and other half doesn't care of wanting to know. 

Mr. Stuart chuckles bitterly; feeling annoyed which we obviously don't care. "Alright, if no one wants to answer then I'll just pick someone who will." He said and my heart started beating at a fast pace, knowing his game since this is not the first time he done this and I low-key hope he wouldn't do this again. 

He sits at the edge of his desk, acting like he's debating whose he going to pick when he and I already know.

"Please don't pick me, please do not pick me." I whisper to myself lowering my head down.

"Miss Marshall"

Damn it

"Would you kindly please explain what are the differences between in elements and compounds are?" He repeated his question but it's the way how he said my last name that made my skin crawl and I should've known this sick teacher would do this to me again. 

Even though I'm not making eye contact, I can hear it in his voice of how bad he wanted to have that smug look on his face but keeping it professional. Not like any of my classmates would give a damn about it even if they did notice it anyways, they would just crack jokes like they always do. 

I rolled my eyes out of annoyance when all eyes are on me which is something that I hate, when people stares at me whether I say something or not people felt the need to just stare at me like they're trying to look into my soul or some creepy shit like that. Also hate it when my classmates call me teacher pet or kiss ass just because my smart behind get answers right. Even though I can't stand it when this sick pervert only picked me to answer his questions.

"The differences are....elements is represented by sym-"

"I'm sorry Miss Marshall" he cut me off on purpose. "But I couldn't quite catch that, can you please speak up a little louder with your head up so we can all hear you." He finished, not only he enjoys embarrassing me but this is also his way to stare at me while my stupid classmates are too busy giggling.

 I took a deep breath to keep myself from going off so this asshole won't try to write me up and sent me to the principal's office.

"Elements are represented by symbols like oxygen, Iron including copper. Compounds are a substance which is made from atoms and different elements that joins by chemical bonds." I answered his question but avoid looking at him.

"Very good Miss Marshall, I've always knew you can do it. I am so glad you're in my AP class." He says flirting as most students sees it as favoritism.