School started back up which meant less time at work and less time with Andy.
I was nervous as everyone at school would now be aware that Andy and I were together. That's the only downside of going back to school.
I wasn't popular at school. I was also known by enough of my fellow classmates to be either picked on or teased.
I walked into my music class with stress in my veins. Professor Louis was teaching the second semester of the music class that was part of my degree requirement.
For this semester, I chose a seat in the way back so no one would bother me. Perhaps I could go unoticed.
Gail was willing to sit back there with me.
"You shouldn't be hiding from everyone. Who cares if the world knows you are with Andy Gibb," Gail whispered to me as we waited for Professor Louis to come in.
"But, its the premise of just because of who I know doesn't mean it gives me a privilege status," I replied.
"Well I'll be your bodyguard today if anyone tries anything," Gail told me.
Sometimes she was a menace, but today, she was cool.
"Thanks, Gail," I told her as Professor Louis walked in.
Everyone begin calming down.
"Welcome to the second semester of music ladies and gentleman. Most of you had me last semester so this year will should be a breeze," Professor Louis announced to the class.
He begin taking attendance. Now I was real nervous.
"Gail Munoz," Professor Louis called out.
"Here," Gail shouted.
"What are you doing in the back Gail? Oh your with (Y/N) so I'll mark her attendance down too," Professor Louis said.
Everyone glanced to the back. I grabbed my notebook and started "outlining" for the day.
"Can I die now?" I whispered to Gail.
"It'll be over soon," Gail said to me.
The only thing getting me through was knowing Andy was picking me up today so we could go on a late lunch date.
The next 2 classes went by rather fast and I couldn't wait to be in Andy's arms again.
"I might throat punch Jessica tomorrow if she keeps dogging you like that," Gail said as we walked to the parking lot.
"Don't get yourself in trouble," I told her back.
I had people snickering and staring as walked.
"I literally don't know why people have to be so rude," Gail told me as we begin looking for Andy's car.
He was probably on the lowkey side so no one would bombard him.
"What color is Andy's car?" Gail asked me.
"Black why?" I replied as we both focused on the car surrouded 20 or so people.
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Miracle Pill | 70s Teen Dream Story
Historical FictionSeptember 1978. Los Angeles . (Y/N) currently works in a record store in the heart of California. By living in the city of Angels, what miracles truly happen when she easily befriends celebrities far and few between...