Ms. White

Chapter 3 - Lola

August POV

I groan as I hear the dreadful symphony of my alarm. I open my eyes but quickly shut them again as my eyes strain at the streaks of light beam into my dorm room from the oval shaped window above my bed. I rub the sleep from my eyes and open them, fully awake now. Bethany isn't in her bed. Weird. I look at my phone and see the time, 7:30 and my criminal law class starts at 8. Fuck. I notice the many times I must've pressed snooze, half asleep, from the notifications on my phone that say. I scramble to get into the shower, which I brush my teeth in.

I quickly find something to wear, cargo pants, a sweatshirt and sneakers. I glance at the clock on the wall while brushing my soft curls. 7:45. Natural look it is today. I quickly spray my perfume and grab my book bag, phone, key and rush out of the dorm. I almost practically run to the building my class is being held in. I glance down at my phone, clutched in my hand, 7:58. I made it just in time. I twist the door knob to open the room and Ms White is writing on the board but no one seems to be paying attention, thank god she hasn't started yet. Or so I thought.

"Ah so nice of you to join us Miss Emery" I stop in my tracks and turn around

"I am sorry miss, won't happen again" I respond hopeful that she will let me off.

"Stay after class" she replies in a stern tone, gazing directly at me, shooting daggers.

I spot Amira near the back and rush to get in a seat next to her. Ms White has continued to write on the board, explaining what we are covering today.

"Gosh how intense" Amira speaks up, voice filled with amusement.

"You have no idea" I huff in response. She flashes me a warm smile. I look up and see Ms White looking at me but when she realises she's caught, she looks away and starts the lesson.

"So, today we are covering Restitution for Victims in Criminal Law" she declares. A symphony of groans can be heard.

"Anyone who doesn't want to be a criminal lawyer can simply get out, this is how you become one, so if thats a problem for you, kindly get the fuck out of my class" she states

She looks everyone in the eye, each person at a time until she gets to me, she holds my gaze a lot longer than everyone else's. Weird. Once she sees no one is getting up to leave she continues with her lesson. She assigns everyone a sheet of paper of the topic to fill out before the class ends. It nears the end of class when she speaks up.

"There is a test coming up to see how each of you learn information and take it all in, the person with the highest score will have the honour of having the choice to be my TA". The bell rings, signalling that class is over.

"You all may leave" she says looking at me, signalling that I still need to stay behind. "Good luck" Amira whispers into my ear.

After everyone leaves Ms White walks up to the door and closes it. She points to a chair in front of her desk, motioning for me to sit on it. I comply.

"Is there a valid reason that you were late to my class on the first day?" she asks me, her piercing eyes on me.

"No miss, I only woke up late" I respond shamefully with my head down. I don't realise that she drew closer to me when she put her index finger on my chin to lift it up "Listen, I am not angry, just don't do it again or there will be... consequences". I am awestruck, her large cleavage is practically in my face. Probably about a DD. The little voice in my head speaks. "My eyes are up here, darling". She draws out the pet name, making me blush. "S-sorry miss" she hums in approval and backs away from my face to sit at her own desk. "You may leave now, Ms Emery" she addresses me, not sparing me a second glance. I quickly grab my bookbag and hurry out the door, glad to be out of that intimidating woman's presence.