Angel
Another day in high school. I run to my locker and get my history book. I go to class, of course I am the first one there. I wait for the rest of the class to enter the class.
Every one comes and sits down in there seats. All of a sudden this man comes in our class, wearing a black tight suit, with curly chocolate hair and beautiful green eyes.
"Good morning guys I will be your new history teacher, my name is Mr.Styles" He said
I look around and see all the girls in my class starting at Mr.Styles with lustful eyes. I see that one girl is literally lifting up boobs and Mr.Styles is just smirking at her. What a perv.
"Okay so for our first class we will discuss the American Revolution, can anyone tell me when the American Revolution started?" He asked
I quickly raised my hand up and he picked on me
"The American Revolution started on April 19, 1775" I said proudly
"Good job.... umm what is your name" I frowned at him telling me he doesn't know my name
"Angel" I said clearly
"Okay well thank you Angel" he said with an annoyed face
Soon after that the bell rang. Everyone got up from there seats and exited the classroom. As one girl was getting up Mr.Styles slapped her behind. What is this guy thinking. I start walking out the classroom
"Angel" Mr.Styles said
"Yes Mr.Styles" I said back
"I didn't like your attitude" he said with a smirk
"Well I gave you attitude because I feel as if since you are a teacher you should be able to memorize every single students name and by judging I feel like you haven't even tried" I said while putting my hand on my hip
"Well Ms.Angel since you are not a teacher you can't really conclude that" he said looking annoyed
"I just feel that you should memorize students names and I'm sorry that you feel offended in any type of way" I said with a little chuckle at the end
"Well Angel I feel that you shouldn't be such a pricky brat and you should keep your trap shout if you want to pass my class" he said
"Sir are you threatening me" I said
"I think I am Angel" he said with a smirk
I huffed then walked away. Ooooooo I don't like Mr.Styles already. I can't believe he threatened me. He has something coming if he thinks he can threaten me.
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