My Teacher

Chapter 3

A/N: Picture of Deion

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Amarah's POV/ thoughts

As soon as I walked out the classroom I ran and ran and ran.

This is my first day of school and I'm already having problems.

A couple minutes later, I reached Bailey. My best friend waited for me.

"Hey let's go," I said.

"I gotta tell you something."

"What?"

"Deion and I are going out now."

"Okay that's coo-- WHAT?!?! Where was I when this happened?!"

"In the classroom," she said in a 'duh' tone.

"I mean, not that, when did this happen?"

"Five minutes ago," she said in a 'duh' tone again.

"I mean not that, how did this happen, like, what?"

"Okay, you don't know this, but I've kind of been talking heavy with him since July, he liked me since June and I liked him since July, and now we're going out."

"Okay, well that's cool. At least you guys are cute together. Chocolate and vanilla swirl. If you know what I mean," I said.

We both laughed. Then we started walking and I bumped into someone.

"I'm sorry," I apologized.

He smiled. "No I'm sorry."

I smiled.

He laughed. "You're funny, and pretty."

"Thank you, you're pretty-- I mean handsome too."

He laughed some more. "I'll see you around. He walked away.

"Ooh, I see you, its your first day and you already met somebody, and he's new," Bailey said.

We walked in the cafeteria.

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"I wonder what it's gonna be like dating Deion. Oh my God, his eyes." Bailey sighed. She's been talking nonstop, for like ten minutes after we got our lunch.

And Deion gets his eyes from my dad. My dad is mixed with black and white, and my mom is black.

"Amarah, what's wrong?"

I pushed my food away.

"I can't eat anymore, or I'm gonna puke." I looked down.

Bailey's POV/ thoughts

Something's wrong with my best friend, and I'm gonna find out.

Amarah looked down.

"What's wrong? You've been acting weird since after homeroom," I asked again.

"Nothing!"

"Amarah, I'm not stupid."

"I know that," Amarah replied.

Hey, at least she knows I'm not dumb. LOL, just kidding.

But I need to find out what's wrong with Amarah.

Amarah's POV/ thoughts

"Okay fine!" I gave in. "The teacher, Mr. Samuels, he.... he, he's weird. In homeroom, he was just staring at me. And when I went to get my notebook, he was acting weird again."

"Girl, calm down," she said.

I don't know, maybe I should calm down.

"Okay," I said. I gave her a hug, and as usual she smelled really good.