(A.N. Pleaseeeee leave comments. If you don't I'll cry...)
I walk into Spanish class (very late) and see a man I haven't seen before in front of the class. I wonder what happened to Mrs. Blossom. Her name might sound nice, but she definitely wasn't. I wonder how she got a husband like why you would purposefully want to be married to her. She's had something against me ever since she start working at the school and I have no clue why.
I try to slip to the back of the class quietly without him noticing but he calls me out immediately. "I didn't think I'd have a late student on my first day. What's your name?" He speaks with an Italian accent even though we were in Spanish class.
"Uh... my name is Mila." I say quietly looking at his shoes.
He hums. "What's your last name, Mila?" He asks me.
"Coria." I say peeking up at him.
He was ATTRACTIVE. He look to be in his late twenties. He had a chiseled jaw, black hair, and lush lips. I stared at him for an awful while just admiring him.
I suddenly realized I was in the middle of class, and I blushed bright red and turned to go to my seat with my curly hair covering my face. The students around me laughed quietly.
I got to my desk and got my supplies out to take notes. I put in my air pods so I could pay attention. It definitely didn't work because I found myself staring out of the window multiple times or humming the lyrics.
Mr. Adams gave the class work to do on our computers and I started on it. If it wasn't finished it was homework. I decided to do it later because I couldn't focus on his class. I look up from my computer and see Mr. Adams already looking at me. He gets up and walks over to my desk.
I look up at his tall frame. He bends down to whisper in my ear. "I'm going to need to see you after class, Mila." He says in a deep voice that makes me squirm in my seat a little and squeeze my thighs together.
I nod my head, "Yes sir."
He looks at me approvingly and walks away.
I look at his back wondering what that look was for.
At the end of class everyone packs up and leaves and I sit in my seat staring at the desk. I hear the clacking of his keys when he types on them, then the sound stops, so I peek up at him.
He was looking at me first, so we make eye contact. He motions for me to come over to him.
"Miss Mila." I hear his deep voice.
"Sir?" I answered him.
"First you come in late, then I catch you daydreaming on multiple occasions, do you want my first impression of you to be bad?" He questions me.
"N-no. Of course not!" I rush out. I definitely wouldn't want that."
"Then why do you keep acting like this, Miss Mila?" He inquires softly.
"I dunno..." I mumble looking at the ground in front of him.
"Do you need help?" he asks. "I've seen your grades from earlier this year, and you haven't been doing the best."
I feel my eyes start stinging a little. "That wasn't my fault."
"Mm." He hums. "Then whose fault was it?" He asks looking at me.
"Uh Mrs. Blossom's?" I say unsure.
"Is that a question or an answer?" He asks me taking notice of my weariness to tell him.
"Answer." I mumble.
"I can't hear you." He says leaning towards me.
"It's an answer!" I say louder, blushing from how close he is to me.
"Okay, sweetheart. Why is it her fault and not yours?" He asks me softly.
" 'Cause I would get good grades on my stuff and she didn't like me so she would bring it down." I say looking at my shoes.
"Thank you for telling me this. I'll see that she's taken care of and I'll have that changed for you by the end of the day." He tells me.
"W-what do you mean taken care of?" I ask. I don't want her job to get taken away.
"Don't worry dolcezza, it's nothing." He says reassuring me. (sweetness)
"Okay. Thank you, sir!" I say happy because it was the only class I was failing. "Can you still help me though?" I ask him.
"Of course, mia fragolina." He says. I nod happily not understanding what he said because it's not Spanish. (my strawberry)
"Thanks again. I've got to go to lunch, if you're okay with that." I say cautiously.
"It's alright, dolcezza." He smiles. (sweetness)
I hop up and go get my things. I walk to the doorway and wave.
Walking into the cafeteria, I find an open table and sit down. I get my book out and start reading, only to be interrupted by a hand slamming it on the table. I yelp looking up to see Ace Stanford, one of the most popular guys at my school.
He smirks at me and reaches out to grab my face. "Meet me behind the bleachers in 5." he says looking back at his friends and doing a thumbs up. They all start laughing.
I look at him with a confused expression and tilt my head. "What's that supposed to mean?" I ask.
"Dude what the actual fuck. Leave her alone." I look over to see a cool looking girl standing up for me. She slaps his hand off me and starts yelling at him. His face turns red, and he walks back over to his friends.
"Don't worry about him." she says in my ear. "I'll make sure he doesn't mess with you again."
"T-thanks." I stutter out.
"It's nothing. My name is Melanie but you can call me Mel." she says smiling.
"My name is Mila." I say giving her a small smile.
"That's such a pretty name." she remarks.
"Thank you." I say smiling bigger. I love compliments.
"You have a really pretty smile." she says and takes a seat beside me and soon enough lunch is over, and I have a new friend.
"What's your next class? I have Professor Lee." Melanie asks me.
"Oh! That's mine too." I say excited that we get to go together.
We smile at each other and start laughing. I feel like I've known her my whole life.
We start walking together to class and I smile knowing she's going to be my new best friend.
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Yayyy the first chapter is over. Tell me what you thought about it. If you don't I'll cry.
