shoot us down ➛ a.m.

2.

    Chapter Two

   ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

   I walked into the classroom and saw our new teacher, Mr. Brown. Our last teacher died a week ago from a horrible disease I can’t pronounce. I didn’t really like her that much but still it was sad for all of us to hear the news. Today is the day our new teacher comes in.

   He looked young, probably in his early twenties. He had brown hair and brown eyes (coincidence? Mr. Brown?)

   “Hello there young lady what is your name?” he asked me in a British accent. Ooh, he’s British too.

   “Audrey Thirlwall.”

   “Nice name. Are you one of those early birds?” he asked me and cracked a smile.

   I smiled too. “Yeah I guess you could say that.”

   “You’re my new favorite, Thirlwall,” he winked.

   The bell rang and everyone else crowded into the classroom. I noticed no one else sat down next to me. Mr. Brown looked at me and asked, “Is there supposed to be one more?”

   “Yes, his name is David. He got sent home. I think he got suspended!” some random guy shouted and everyone started laughing except for his crew.

   “Ok then, where you are sitting right now will be your permanent seats for the semester. David will then be sitting next to Audrey,” Mr. Brown explained. Everyone looked at me and smirked. I slumped down in my seat. A whole semester… with David.

   “Okay then let’s get started. I am going to take roll call.”

   “Brianna.”

   “Here.”

   “Lilian.”

   “Here”

   “Aaron”

   “Here”

   “Cameron”

   “Here”

   “Landon”

   “Here”

   “Linda”

   “Here”

   “Callie”

   “Here”

   “Mia”

   “Here”