Teacher's little cat-Tom Kaulitz

New Start

I was sitting infront of my window, gazing at the beautiful streets of Los Angeles. It was beautiful here, nothing like Serbia where i come from. The soft wind waving around my brown hair slightly.

"Ana!" i heard my mom yell from downstairs.

Glancing one last time at the streets, i got up and left my room. "Yes mom?" i said as i came into the kitchen where she was cooking.

My mom looked up at me, deep in thought before she spoke. "I found a school to enroll you in." she said, showing me the pictures of it online.

I looked at her phone, analysing the pictures. My gaze then fell down to the text bellow where the names of the workers in that school were written and their pictures.

"Can i see the teachers?" i asked, my mom nodded and i took he rphone in my hands, scrolling down through the website.

Mr. Jackson
Mrs. Heart
Mrs. Kade
Mr. Fitz
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I continued reading the names out to myself until i came across a teacher who looked strange yet attractive. I red the name 'Mr. Kaulitz'. He had black straight cornrows, a lip piercing, brown eyes and a strong jaw.
The smirk he gave on the photo made my heart skip a little beat for some reason.

"What's so interesting about him?" My mom suddenly spoke teasingly, breaking me out of my thoughts as i turned to face her.

"He just... um looked interesting." i blurted before i handed her phone back.

She chuckled slightly at my words before nodding. "Alright, dinner will be ready in an hour." my mom announced before turning back to the kitchen counters.

i nodded and went back upstairs to my room. Flopping down on my bed, i took a deep breath and let everything sink in.

I was now in a completely different state, no friends, no clue where what is. I had to admit that i felt really nerveous about going to my new school tomorrow. What if i miss the bus, what if other make fun of me for my accent? i thought to myself before i sat up.

I was met with the mirror standing infront of my bed. I looked at my features, wondering if the people in my new school will find me boring. I mean i was just a white girl with brown eyes and a dark brown hair, nothing special about that.

Growing up i had a lot of insecurities, for starters my body. It was my biggest insecurity, I wasn't very curvy like the other girls my age which made me feel less valued.

"Dinner is ready!" My mom called out and i sighed, getting up from my bed as i made my way downstairs.

My mom smiled at me. "i made your faviurite sweetheart" she said and i looked at the table, there was sarma served, my favourite dish when i lived back in Serbia.

I grinned at her, sitting down at the table. "Thank you mom" i said, taking a plate and placing some sarma's onto my plate.

My mom also sat down next to me and started eating. I took a mouthful of my food, savoring the delicious meat mixed with rice. "Mmm mom, this is delicious" i murmured.

"Right?" she laughed and continued eating. "i can say that im proud of myself" she said playfully and i nodded.

-Time skip-

I was scrolling through social media on my phone, just watching random stuff to kill time.

My gaze went to the time on my phone. '0:40AM' my eyes widened slightly as i realised that it was past my bedtime.

Yes, my mom had set me a bedtime on school days.

I was supposed to be asleep by 10:30PM, guess i got carried away with my phone, i quickly turned it off and placed it on my bedside table.

i rolled over and pulled my blanket over me, snuggling into the warmth of it as i slowly felt myself drift off to sleep.