No Matter What

Chapter 1

"No. ", I say to this old prick who thinks he can pick on my friend.

"What did you say, Miss Jensen? ", the man asked while twirling his mustaches around his index finger and staring at me questionly.

"I said no. ", I stood up from my seat and approached him with an attitude.

"Miss Jensen, I didn't allow you to leave your seat. ", he said, almost smirking.

I hate that stupid smirk. If he wasn't my professor, I would slap him so hard that his head would fall off. I just hate him, don't blame me. My personality is hard to deal with and I can't stand someone telling me what to do or where to go. I won't let anyone control me. That's why we're human beings, right? Each of us has their own brain and needs to learn how to use it and control their own life. We are made to be independent but, how can I be independent when every person that is more respected than me wants to rub it in my face and treat me like a puppet? Don't you worry, professor Brad Duncan, I will get even higher than you some day, you just wait. I have always had so many ambitions and wishes for my future. I look at the future as in something misterious that contains so many different events that may be impossible right now but will be done someday. Someday I will be somebody that I can't be right now because I am not ready for it.It is simple. Everything is possible, it is just a time that descides when it will be possible.

What you can't do today,you will do it tomorrow.

That was the last sentence from my mother's diary. She passed away five years ago because of a throat cancer. My poor mother, she never deserved what has happened to her. That woman was so kind and generous, she has taught me to be just like her.

I guess the worst things happen to good people. That's the way it is,unfortunately.

I raised my eyebrows at him who's trying to boss me around.

"I didn't ask for your premission. ", I said coldly and stepped in front of him. His dark brown eyes shining and staring at my face,making me feel more confident.

I know I m weird but when I look into someone's eyes, I suddenly feel the confidence growing in me.

"It isn't fair to give Rebecca an F because of what Alexis did. That is stupid. Rebecca has good grades and she knows maths, Alexa only stole her work and pretended it was hers and poor Becca didn't even know where her assignment was. ", I defended my friend Rebecca. She smiled at me and I gave her a quick smile before looking back at the prick.

"Stolen or not, her assignment is not hers anymore. She will get an F. That's the way it is. She hasn't come to the class prepared. ", he had given me tht irritating smirk of his.

I gritted my teeth and bit the inside of my cheek, trying not to scream and yell at him.

"But that isn't fair. She has worked hard on that. ", I said.

The professor looked at me through his ridiculous round glasses and faked a smile.

"Miss Jensen, I have just told you, she has no proof it is her essay and I can't just give her an A because you sai her work was stolen. ", he raised his eyebrows at me. I slapped him. Just kidding.

"Maybe the proof is that you're an idiot and you don't see it's Rebecca's essay that Alexa has given you. ",my mouth always speaks before my mind, but I don't regret what I've said. Not even a little. I never do.

"Marisa, principle's office. Now. ", he demands.

I let out a small chuckle:"Of course. You have no guts to tell me what's on your mind so you send me to the priciple. Chicken move. ".