TW- Screaming
Wordcount: 2,125
6:00 AM and your alarm clock started going off, BEEP- BEEP- BEEP-You groan and smack the snooze button, falling back asleep almost immediately.
6:10 AM BEEP- BEEP- BEEP- You lean over, ripping the cord out that was once plugged into the wall, causing the beeping to stop. You lay back down for a few minutes, trying desperately to fall back asleep, "God damn it," you mumble to yourself, hopping out of bed and walking out of your room, into the bathroom.
You brush your teeth and wash your face before walking back into your room to get dressed and put some makeup on. You decide to wear something to keep you warm and go with this-
You put on your black Hightop converse and grab your backpack before walking into your parent's room.
"Dad," You whisper yell.
"Mhm?"
"School? I gotta go!"
"Oh, shit- yeah, right," he says, stumbling out of bed and putting his boots on.
You jokingly roll your eyes at him and walk out of the room, waiting outside for him. You both get into the car and he drives you to school. The car ride was silent, but it was comfortable silence.
Once you arrive at school you hop out of the car, "have a good day at school, I'll be by the tree to pick you up as always," he says pointing to the tree in front of the school. You smile at him and nod before walking off.
You start to walk around your school just roaming the campus, you aren't really feeling like going to your 1st period because it's math which you hate. you're also not in the mood to meet anyone right now and you have a new math teacher thanks to your idiotic classmates.
You start walking to the bathroom thinking that you will just sit in there for the rest of the period- that's until you hear a hard tapping behind you. You quickly turn around making eye contact with a tall woman dressed in purple.
She looked very intimidating...
"Why aren't you in class, young lady," she says in a stern voice looking down at you, making you feel small.
"I- um... I needed to um use the restroom.." you say pointing at the bathroom door.
"Are you y/n y/l/n," She asked curiously.
"I- um yes, yes I am."
"Mhm, so your classmates ratted you out, what makes you think you could ditch my class hm little one?"
Your heart drops.
"FUCK SHE'S MY MATH TEACHER?!"
"I- um I'm so sorry-"
YOU ARE READING
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