Yes Mr.Carlile

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||||heyya guys! It's the author here! Thats Sara's hair imma leave her with no face because I want ya to use that pretty little imagination for me okay love ;) good, now before I go on I must warn you that my story will contain some "triggers" such as cutting and other rather sad depressing things but it is a big part of the story. Okay now that I've got that out you may read my love! Also I am gonna leave a song in every chapter because music is nice.||||

~Sara's pov~

*yawn*
"Oh my fuck it's to early for this!" I say as I look at my alarm clock that states it's 6:00 am. I roll over and hit the botton to shut it off and then step out of bed. I hop into the shower quickly washing everything then getting out to blow dry and straighten my hair. I put on a bit of eye liner and mascara and threw on my favorite slipknot tank top along with enough bracelets to cover both my lower arms next some Skinny jeans and my black vans. I look myself over in the mirror and grab my stuff for the first day of yet another school year.

I start my short walk to the school and already regret waking up. I can see flocks of teens flood into the school laughing and goofing around. I put my head down as I walk into the school sliding my way through the crowds to the room I've been assigned for homeroom, I heard that there is a new teacher although I forgot his name. I keep walking in the direction I was supposed to be going when I'm suddenly pinned to a locker.

"Ha look at her she thought she could slip by us this year!" I hear the quarter back of the football team Jake say looking back at his friends laughing. I look at the ground waiting for what was to come next, probably just get punched a few times and left with a bloody nose, but thats not what happened.

"HEY! let go of her this instant!" A loud booming voice came from the classroom doorway a few feet away, Jake let go and stepped back from me I looked over to see a very tall man with beautiful brown eyes and, surprisingly, tattoos on his neck and a few peeking from is slightly rolled up sleeve. I looked at the man then back at Jake and scurried toward the man that just saved my ass from a beating. Jake looked pissed off but disited to walk away.

"Thanks for that." I say quietly

"No problem, I don't tolerate bullying in my class or my halls." He said looking at me smiling.

So he is a teacher! That explains the tattoos.

"May I help you find your class you're going to be late." He said looking down at me. I handed him my paper and pointed at the class number. He chuckled and pointed at his door which had the number on it, I blushed slightly feeling a bit dumb and walked into class and sat in the back alone like always.
"Good morning class and welcome to your new homeroom/ music room my name is Mr.Carlile now in order for me to learn your guyses names I want you to take a sheet of paper and your favorite color marker and write your name your Nickname and five things about yourself that you like!" He finished and smiled at the class everyone pulled out there papers and markers. I searched my bag for my favorite red Sharpie .
My name is Sara, my nickname is kitten, I put music before everything... okay maybe not school but it's important to me, I am 17 and work at hot topic, I love cats, I like to sing, and last but not least I play the piano, guitar, and the cello!
I wrote it all down quickly and walked to his desk to hand it in. I gave him the sheet and he read over it and smiled.

"You seem to be very gifted Kitten." He smiled at me.

I felt my heart skip a beat and I started blushing.

"Th-thanks Mr.Carlile" I stuttered out.

Why am I so nervous? It's my teacher for gods sake. Snap out of it Sara!

He chuckled and set the sheet aside and I rushed back to my seat. The class went by quickly and then the bell rung. I got up and collected my stuff and walked to the door.

I went to all my classes and met my teachers but they all seemed super boring and mono toned. I looked over my schedule and saw that my last class was music! I gleamed down at the paper and basically ran to my last period of the day.

As I walked in I noticed that I was with about 19 other kids and to my luck they all were jerks one of them had to be Jake I felt my stomach drop and I started to get nervous I kept my head down and sat in the back right corner alone. Ignoring glares and a few paper balls tossed at me. Mr.Carlie waked in and introduced himself to most of the kids that weren't in his homeroom. He told them to take out a paper and marker and do the same thing we did in homeroom. I took a paper out and started to doodle. Before I knew it, the last bell of the day rung I sighed and waited for everyone else to exit the room, maybe then I can avoid everyone. I gathered all my stuff and started walking to the door but being me I tripped and dropped everything.

Great!

I sigh and start picking up the contents of my bookbag I hear foot steps.

"Here, let me help." I hear Mr.Carlile say. He helps me pick everything up and hands it to me well not everything he took the paper I was doodling on earlier.

"Wow you have a real talent!" He smiled at me, I blushed.

Why does he have to be so cute?! Wait what Sara! He is your teacher!

"Thanks Mr.Carlile I have to go now so I'm not late to work." I say getting up.

"Okay have fun little kitten! See you tomorrow. " Mr.Carlile said waving me goodbye.

You know... Maybe this school is gonna rock