Help Me God

Chapter 8 (cause I ain't gotta title)

I stare blankly a the wall. I am in the class right before I leave Austin. The locker boy is heree. We split ways two classes ago then met back again for this class. He still glances over to me a few times.
"Scarlet. What did Joan of Arc do to prove to the soon to be king of France that she really was sent to help fulfill the prophecy?"
My gaze slides over to Ms.Rally. Haha jokes on i know a lot about the 100 year war. Joan of Arc was one of my favorite people. She was awesome.
"She found the Dauphin when he was dressed in normal attire that the common people wore. She had never seen the Dauphin ever. So it was amazing that Joan, or the maid as she referred to herself, found him. It would be like me walking around the school and finding some random person and knowing their name."
Staring directly at her grayish eyes I state. I probably sound rude but honestly I don't care.
If looks could kill I would be dead on the spot. No questions asked if just drop dead.
But looks can't kill so I am stuck in a ruthless stare down with the rudest teacher on planet Earth. She shouldn't of messed with me. I am not an idiot like she though.
After a long stare down a student coughs. You would think we would break up but we don't. So then Austin sneezes. The whole class turns and blesses him.
Except of course me. Of course I have to be the odd one who doesn't say bless you. Nobody notices.
Well except locker boy. He notices. He looks at me then when I return the look he redirects his attention to the teacher.
"Well thank you Miss Winchester."
Ms.Rally chokes out through clenched teeth.
Before anybody can do anything the bell rings. I reach over to grab my stuff but stop before I can even bend over. I look around nobody moves.
"We dont leave class until I say Miss Winchester. I dismiss the class not the bell. If that happens again it is lunch detention. You got that?"
I nod my head.
"Im sorry I couldn't hear you."
"Yes. I understand."
"How do you address your superiors?"
I look over at Austin. He mouths ma'am. I roll my eyes. Obviously Ms.Rally saw cause she smacks down her hand.
"Scarlet Winchester. How do you address your superiors? Is it with an eye roll?"
I begin to stand.
"I respect whoever respects me. I dont care who they are. If you respect me I respect you. And you haven't showed any respect whatsoever. But to those i respect I would reply with a yes ma'am or yes sir."
Shouting I grab my things and leave.
"You get back here NOW YOUNG LADY."
I fight off the urge to flip her off. Soon I get swept up in the buzzing hallways.
A hand taps on my shoulder. I turn to see Austin fighting against the waves of kids pushing him the opposite direction.
"Hey. That wasnt cool back there. No she wasnt nice but she's older than you so you should respect her."
He scolds me. I wave my hand.
"Yea ok. Well maybe if she wasnt an idiot who was rude as hell then I would respect her. But you know she's not so I won't. Im late to my next class thanks to her. See you."
Jerking away I march to Drama.
Immediately Allison comes up.
"Hey. You um ok?"
"Yea Im peachy."
"Anything I can help with?"
"Unless you can get a teacher fired than nope. Nothing you can help with."
"Who?"
"Rally."
"Oooh dont mind her," Allyson flips her hand, "Here forget her and do some acting. Be a person who doesn't have a teacher like Rally."
Be someone else? Yea that sounds fun.
"Ok."
We get up and walk to the stage. Mr.Beth introduces himself. And said to get to know each other we will do some improve.
Not sure how improve of someone else will help us get to know each other but. I guess.
Soon I forget everything about Rally. And become my character of a scuba diving life saving carnival worker. I serve cotton candy at night and save lives at day.
The bell rings and we all groan and trudge to our stuff.
"What did you think?"
I turn and see Allyson. She looks up at me with joy in her eyes.
"It was fun. Although I wish we had some cotton candy I love that stuff. And I have to say Scarlet the carnival worker is wayy better than superman. I operate a flying ferris wheel."
We both laugh loudly.
"What class do you have next?"
"Spanish."
I reply.
"Oh me too. So does Daniel. That name guessing boy. Hes um unique."
We both walk towards Spanish and after Drama all weight is lifted off my shoulders. Until I see Locker Boy.