Just My Dream

Chapter 1- Hot Blonde and a History Teacher

So thanks for all the support on the prologue so, here's the actual first chapter! Hope you like it, and no one PM me a banner, but it's okay; _; Well, let's get on to something first. I'm not in high school, so I actually don't know if all of this is true, but I'll try my best to make this as true as possible. Also, everything in in Esther's POV unless stated. 

Mondays, weren't exactly my favorite days, especially if you went to the worst trip of your life on Sunday and was hoping to get some sleep. That's what happened to me, I had to rely on coffee in my not see through water bottle, for the first period because if not I'm sure I would've dozed off right at World Cultures. Having Ms. Smith for your World Culture's class doesn't make it any better, but makes it worse than it already does. Once she sees you dozing off with her eyes, she will first yell the living shit out of you, then give you an ugly shade of pink detention slip. And trust me, I got enough of those slips to memorize the words she writes on that thing, I could probably forge her signature, too if I needed to anyway. I scanned around the room, everyone was either telling people to shush or reading their textbook. Well, not everybody, the legendary 3 is still in the back chilling. Don't think by the legendary 3 I mean some smart guys that ace every test, I mean the bad asses of the school, that probably spend 5 hours in detention everyday. 

Bill, sounds like a lame name right? Just like Bill Nye science guy, don't ask me how I know, but it just depends on your last name. When your first name is Bill and your last name is Jones, it doesn't seem like a badass. But when it's Norris it's a whole different story. Even though he's not related to Chuck Norris at all, he does have does skills to beat up people three years older than them and yells at their own parents. I've heard that Margarita and Jake was scared of Bill, I mean horrified, terrified, whatever you want to describe it. They just couldn't stand either his ugly green eyes, yellow stained teeth or just him to begin with. He was only one of the 3, there's still more to go.

Justin is what you will call the lady killer, holding many girl's V-Cards he's a complete heart breaker. Out of the 3, I would have to confess that he's probably the only one I would be willing to date, unless he gets crooked yellow teeth like Bill. His hair is usually not seen, either covered by a beanie in the winter or a snap back his hair was barely ever seen. One time I did see his hair, during gym, but he was moving, too fast, I barely could see it anyway. It resembled a soft blonde look with some brown in the middle. I don't even know why he keeps a hat on, it's not like he's bald or has the worst hair in the world. His hair is actually pretty nice compared to boys like Zach, Bill, and his evil brother, Jordan.

Jordan was not a usual boy, he was nowhere near average. He always has an evil grin on his face like he's planning something you wouldn't want to know and trust me he probably is thinking of how to ruin my life right now. The good thing is that I only have him for History and World Cultures, because if I had him for one more class, I think I would skip class nearly every day. He egged my house a several times, but I didn't care it rained before my mom found out so no point. His spiked up light brown hair is pretty eye catchy in a crowd, so are his cold gray eyes, but not his bitchy tone of voice.

Back to the most boring subject ever, World's Culture. We have only been here for like 3 weeks and it was the worst time of our life. Especially when Jordan and Bill is trying to spit spitballs at you every other second. And once they finally stop you realize you have them next period of History. Have you ever had that feeling? It's a lot worse that coming home from a hot summer day finding out that  you have no electricity. No AC, no ice cream, no computer had been just as bad as History class. Except for the fact I get to sit in the back when it comes to this class. We had assigned seats, but I have an extra spot next to me. My mind trailed off from History to that guy I dropped the phone on yesterday. 

"Esther Clarks!" I heard as Ms.Collins scream across the room.

"Here!" I said.

"Blake Johnson!" Ms.Collins shouts again.

It was funny, I don't recognize this name, maybe it's because I doze off every morning during this class. It's not my fault that she doesn't pay attention to us, she pays more attention of how loud she can yell. No one would miss such a great opportunity to take a good nap, right? I knew I wouldn't. My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door opening. 

"Sorry, I'm late I thought class starts an hour later, but I saw my brother leave so I guess I was wrong. So what class is this? This guy should calmly in an embarrassed tone.

"This is History class. What is your name sir?" Ms. Collins said, I mean there was really no point of calling him "sir" it's not like he's 500 years older than you. 

"Oh, I guess I 'm in the right class. I'm Blake Johnson, nice to meet all of you. So, where do I sit," he seemed to pause to find out her name. If I didn't control myself, I would've found myself in detention screaming out Ms.Collins without raising my hand. Yes, she's that of a bitch. "M'am." he continued from the sentence before.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Ms.Collins and I'm 28. I'm married to Mr. Collins," isn't obvious that she is married to Mr. Collins? And Anyways, she never even told us her age until now, and it seemed like it was only because he was a hot blonde that somehow resembled the looks of the brunette I saw yesterday. "I'm going to be your history teacher for the rest of the year." She said like all of us didn't know already.

If I didn't see anything wrong, everyone's jaw dropped to the floor as they were talking. Ms.Collins, our married history teacher was flirting to a hot blonde in our class that is nearly 9 years younger than her. What has pedophiles in the world come to these days? I shrugged and ignore the thought, until the a thought erupted in my head. There was an empty seat next to me, there is an empty seat next to me that could possibly belong to that guy. Wait, what was his name? I think it started with a B right? I know, out of all the names in the world, his name has to Bambo. 

So as most of you guys know already, I'm a real fan of sarcasm. So if you have any questions or concerns with my sarcasm you could always just PM me or comment on this. Like I said before, I love for some feedback. Since I got so much support on the last "prologue" I posted this really early. And this one is actually pretty long to me, so you might not be seeing ones this long anymore. And don't worry my friends, this isn't about teachers with benefits. So don't expect Ms.Collins to make out with Blake, no Bambo in the story. So again, FOLLOW ME if you like my writing. COMMENT ON HERE, if you have suggestions, concerns or whatever. PM me if you have a banner or include your username in the email and email it to whtsupgurl@gmail.com. VOTE IT, if you want me to post chapters quicker! Anyone have requests for different POV'S? So far, I'm doing only Esther. 

Update: Between Thursday and Monday. Depends on my schedule, homework, exam, quizzes, and feedback.