Be My Forever [COMPLETE]

Chapter 57

Since I'm working on getting a degree in teaching, I was offered a job as a student-teacher at the high school. I was nervous, since this is the same high school that brought back terrible memories. I was bullied and harassed. I stood outside Rosewood High School, terrified. What will happen? Will I still be surrounded by idiotic teenagers? Am I going to be bullied out of here again?

Nonetheless, I swallowed my pride and walked in.

I was surprised by how much changed in the three years it had been since I left. I didn't see anyone being picked on, but it hadn't even been a minute yet. I'm not getting my hopes up.

I made my way to the office, ready to sign in on my first day. I was greeted by my old principal, Mr. Hackett. He aged dramatically in just three years.

"We're glad to have you here, Miss Hastings," he said, "I'm sure you'll enjoy Rosewood High School very much."

It was obvious he had no memory of me. He had no memory of the seventeen year old girl who was terribly harassed by her peers. He doesn't remember the girl who brought a gun to school because she didn't feel safe.

"You'll be teaching with Miss Rollins, in the English department." He says. I nod and make my way to the classroom, which happened to be where my old English class was. When I got there, I was greeted by a short, probably not even 5 foot, brunette woman.

"You must be Spencer!" She exclaimed, making her way towards me and sticking her hand out, "I'm Brittany."

I suddenly felt so overdressed. Brittany Rollins was dressed in jeans and a simple "Rosewood Sharks!" t-shirt. Meanwhile, I looked like I was dressed for a business meeting, clad in a button up, silk shirt, and a black pencil skirt. Brittany insisted I looked fine, and that I shouldn't be nervous

A few minutes passed. Brittany taught seniors for first period, and most of them got the privilege of skipping first period. Her classroom was practically a study hall for seniors trying to get their work done. Her classroom consisted of herself, me, and two other students, one male and one female.

As I was filling out some paperwork, I could've sworn I heard a loud bang. I looked to Brittany, and her face was pale.

"What was that?" I asked. I didn't know much about Brittany, but I could tell she was extremely in denial.

"Nothing. Maybe a janitor dropped something," she explained. I could see her hands shaking, and she was beginning to sweat.

I believed her, until I heard the bang again, followed by the screams of several students.