Loving her.

Just get through the week.

The warning bell rang as Blake sat  down in her usual seat, farthest from the door and farthest from the teacher.

Basically in the back corner.

Blake watched the door with keen eyes as students of every shape, size and race came through the door to keep from being marked tardy.
The teacher walked in and slammed her meter stick on her desk to gain the attention of the loud and annoying class.

She wasn't extremely bad looking, 5'5" platinum blonde hair, glacier blue eyes, hourglass figure, probably a C cup. Today she was wearing a black V-neck, a black leather jacket over it. Black skinny jeans and a pair of black converse.

She honestly didn't even look like a teacher.

"Listen up guys. Today were gonna take it easy and just watch a movie. You guys have my friend to thank for that, this hangover sucks. Anyways just make sure you look busy, answer maybe like one question. Now leave me alone." With that, the teacher handed out a question sheet for the movie they were gonna watch. Which just happened to Finding Nemo.
"YEAH THIS IS MY SHIT!" A voice came from the back, from the sound of it, it was Asher. A soccer player who though he was the shit because he had money and played soccer.
Blake hated rich kids. They thought they could get everything they wanted in life. They thought they were the shit for just having some money.
Sighing to herself as the teacher kicked the boy out of the room and wrote him up as soon as he shut the door.

Just another day at William H. High, home of the wolves.
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Hey guys, how's the story so far? I have edited nothing so sorry if it sucks.

And sorry for the short chapters, I've been kinda down lately, catchin feelins and crap. Ya know how it goes.

Anyways, like, comment, share.
Do somethin.

Ciao!
-Elextrix