The Teacher is my Mate?

Chapter 1

"You ready to go back to school yet?" Cher asked through the phone.

"Nope." I reply, popping the 'p' and lazily sitting on my bed.

"Same. On the bright side, I heard there's gonna be a hot new English teacher!" Cher squealed.

"Oh yeah? And where did you hear this?" I ask, laughing.

"Well Amy who heard from Carla that there is going to be a 24 year old teacher." Cher said, sounding a little out of breath.

"Isn't Carla's mom the principle?" I question. I never really pay attention to that type of stuff.

"Mhm."

"If you heard from Carla that her mom said there was a new teacher, than how'd you know if he's hot or not?" I asked playing with my blanket.

"Well actually, I heard from Becky who heard from Stac-" I cut her off before she finished that sentence.

"I get it." I laugh.

I heard Cher laugh on the other side of the phone and she said,"Carla said she was forced to go with her mom to work that day. She said she saw the new teacher and nearly passed out at his hotness."

"That sounds like something Carla would say." I mutter.

"Yeah-" I heard a faint voice in the back ground and there was a pause before Cher answered,"Hey I got to go. Talk to you later?"

"You bet." I sigh. We said our goodbyes and I hung up the phone.

Let me explain, my name is Sarah Turner and I am on Summer break. In a few days, Summer will be over and we'll all have to go to school.

Yay! I can't wait! I mean, who wouldn't want to read books and learn, rather then go to the beach and parties? (Note the sarcasm)

On the bright side, there might be an incredibly hot new English teacher. I heard that the last English teacher, Mrs. Larmen, was mean, strict, annoying, old and slow. That's what I heard from the kids going into 12th grade. Hopefully this guy is going to be as hot as Cher says.

Cher is my best friend and has been since we were 3 years old. We both are 17 years old, mateless girls attending high school.

Oh, and did I mention I'm a werewolf?

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"Sarah Daniella Turner! Get your ass out of bed!" My mother screamed, stomping up the stairs.

I slowly lift my head, blinking rapidly to get rid of my tiredness. Groaning, I look at my alarm clock and see the numbers display 7:00 in big red symbols. It was a Friday but I didn't have school today. In fact, I start my senior in 3 days. I should still be sleeping because I don't have anything planned this early in the morning. I force my head under the pillow and try to get more sleep.

"Sarah! Wake up and get out of bed!" My mother barked, pushing my door open as she flips on the harsh light.

"Why are you waking me up so early?" I groan into my pillow.

"What?" She asks, obviously annoyed as she rips the covers off of me.

I slowly lifted my head off of my comfy pillow and said,"Why are you waking me up so early?"

She places her hand on her hips. "You have school in a few days. You need to get used to waking up. 'Cause in a few days, you'll be waking up at 6:30. You know how hard it is to wake you up. We do this every year, nothing new."

I groan once more before roughly rubbing my eyes.

"Breakfast is ready downstairs." My mom sighs before leaving and shutting the door.