Volunteering With Him

2.

Chapter 2.

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I walked into my AP English class and immediately dropped into my seat.

Why do I keep getting drunk of my ass knowing I feel like this every morning?

My mothers words from when I left the house were still weighing down on me. Was I that bad of a daughter? And was Cara that much of an angel? It had always been like that, Cara came before any one in her eyes, she was my mothers world. Me? I was a burn out star that she's been stuck with.

Sleep tugged at my eyes and my brain was begging to go on standby. I buried my face in my arm and rested on my desk whilst students were still coming in one by one into the class room. I finally felt at peace until my desk was shaken violently. I groaned and tilted to look up at the cause of my morning disturbance - it was Megan Baxter.

Megan Baxter, the most hateful bitch around. Long story short, she is a girl living in a family that are rich of their ass and pretty much thinks she can get away with anything. Megan had long caramel blonde locks and her figure was somewhat like a Barbie dolls. I hated her and she hated me- it's always been like that. Megan was known for being the school's top slut. If there was a prize for being the sluttiest girl in school it would go to her and she would gladly accept it.

"Anderson, why so sleepy?" She nudged me. God, her high-pitched voice was irritating.

I looked up at her to find her staring down at me. Ignore her Hailey, just ignore her.

"Awh. Were Mommy and Daddy fighting again?" She let out in a childish voice, I saw a smirk unfold on her lips.

Fuck. Did everyone know about that? Ever since the bank where my mother worked shut down a few months ago, she's been jobless and the weight of money was on my Dad's shoulders. It was stressful for them. The topic would cause silly conversations at the dinner table which would then lead to a huge argument in which my mom would then spend the week at my Aunt Helen's apartment.

I stared at Megan in disgust, she couldn't ever keep her filthy mouth shut.

"Oh Hailey, we all know why you were up last night." Megan let out loudly, loud enough for the whole class to hear. "You were probably getting it on with an older guy. Who knows? It probably wasn't even one guy. You are the kind of girl to sleep around, being the little slut you are." And that's when I snapped.

I squeezed my eyes, looking up at her. She was the biggest attention-seeker I've ever laid eyes on. But now, now it was my turn.

"Oh Megan!" I laughed and got up from my chair to lean on my desk. "You're the one to talk..." I snapped.

She looked at me confused.

"We all know your screwing Leo...and Cameron." I sighed sarcastically. Leo was her on and off boyfriend and Cameron was a fuckboy that she'd been cheating on Leo with. The two were best friends and she probably ruined their friendship. She was disgusting.

Her skin went pale and the class was in utter silence. Megan walked up to me, with her nose slightly touching mine.

"Your going to regret saying that bitch!" She screamed in my face, startling me.

I felt her cold hands on my shoulder, pushing me backwards. I stumble, reacting fast but keep my balance after being knocked onto a few desks. That's it. Anger rushed through my petite body, I reached out for her, shoving her back. By now she was fired up. Megan was aggressive, in the most feminine way.

There was shoving, kicking, a few weak punches, a lot of pulling of our hair until she pulled back.

"You just love creating a scene, don't you Hailey?" She laughed in my face.

I was beyond angry. First I got a mouthful from my beloved family, left the house without breakfast, only to be welcomed to school by that slut. Just my luck.

Megan grasped my arm this time, tightly.

"Let go." I shouted.

She looked at me suffer for a few seconds before accepting my request.

"Gladly." She smiled like a devil.

She let go of my arm but the force was too much. My elbow lunged backwards and I felt it contact with something aggressively- preferably a face. I slowly turned around only to see my sixty five year old English teacher knocked out on the ground.

"Shit" I managed to speak out.

I knelt down next to her unconscience body, I was going to pass out.

"I am so sorry Mrs. Adeline." I cried in panic.

"She can't hear you! You knocked her out ice cold." A boy shouted from the other end of the room.

In my opinion, it wasn't that hard of a nudge but Mrs Adeline was pretty fragile. Guilt rushed over me. Students went to go get help while Megan snickered under her breath. She won, again.

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An hour later and the memory of Mrs Adeline glued to the floor unconscious was still glued to my mind.

I bit my lip nervously, I knew what was coming next.

Principal Hackett sat down pulling out a napkin and wiping the sweat off his forehead.

I turned my head to my left to see both my parents sitting down on the couch. My arms had her arms crossed and my fathers forehead vain was at it again.

"I don't think I even need to pull out your student folder Miss Anderson" he sighed "Your behaviour last year was unacceptable and I assure you that I won't stand it any longer"

I sat in utter silence. I was going to get suspended.

"I...I just don't get it Miss Anderson. There was a time were you'd get excellent grades, amazing attendance and even take part in various extra curriculum activities"

"Can we just stick to the real issue here?" I said.

"Well, in that case you will be severely punished. We don't allow violence here, especially if it effects a teacher" e said scowling.

"It was an accident" I pleaded. "Mrs Adeline just so happened to be behind me" I shouted "The person you should be interrogating is Megan Baxter"

"Expulsion" Principle Hackett said. "That's your punishment Miss Anderson expulsion"

I gasped "you can't"

As much as I hated to admit it, I cared about school and the grades that came with it.

My mother stepped forward. "Principle Hackett, I assure you that this will not happen again. We, her parents, will make sure she gets her act together"

He looked hesitant as if I wasn't worth the second chance. But then, he looked sympathetic. "There is one thing..." He spoke but then retreated "...But I'm not sure Miss Anderson would be very interested"

He shuffled a few things from his desk, looked through his draws and finally found a piece of paper.

"It's a volunteering programme" he said excitedly. "This year, our school has to pick one student which can be part of the programme for a few months"

"No" I exclaimed.

There was no way in hell I was going to do that. Volunteering? Fuck no.

"She'll do it" my mom huffed in annoyance "If it means she gets to stay here, then Hailey will do it"

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