Social Studies and Love

Day 1

CAMILLIA'S POV

I entered the school building of Maple Prep (stupid name I know). It sucks being the new girl, having to find new friends and such. My name is Camillia. It sounds nothing like it's spelled. It's ca-mill-a. I would say I'm a bit of a rebel. Okay great back to my horrible first day. My first period was social studies. If there is one thing I despise it's social studies, plus I heard the teacher is the worst. As soon as I walked into class 15 minutes late I was treated with a raspy country accent. "Nice of ya to join us today, new student. Why don't you come and introduce yourself to the class." He stated.

As I walked to the front of the class some girl who's hair was shorted than the teachers bitten down finger nails tripped me. I fell to the floor with a loud thud. The class roared in laughter, but out of the corner of my eye I can see the teacher with a straight face. "Bîtch." I muttered under my breath. "MR. MEDEIROS THE NEW GIRL CURSED!!!" Her annoying voice screeched. So Mr. Medeiros is his name, huh, it's got a nice ring to it. I can feel heat rise to my cheeks as he stood up. I braced myself to be smacked on the àss or something weird like that.

"Caroline, that's enough." He scolded. "Don't forget I can beat you." He added. See I knew this school would do some freaky shít like that. Now I have to watch my mouth. "I wouldn't mind." She responded and smirked deviously sending a wink his way. I can see the front of his pants grow tight. Ew, I thought to myself. As I was gathering up my things from the floor I peered up and realized that I was face to face with his hard on. "I-I'm s-sorry." I stood up. "Don't apologize." He said softly looking everywhere but my face.

I quickly tried to scurry out of the classroom. "What's your name?" I heard a raspy country accent that had butterflies erupting in my stomach. Damn butterflies. "Umm i-it's C-Camillia." I managed to stutter out. Good fûcking job Camillia now he probably thinks we're stupid....wait why do I care? "Are you listening?" I heard his angel like voice speak. "What?" I squeaked, feeling the blood rush to my cheeks. "I said welcome to my class and I hope we have a good year." He said slowly. I still wasn't paying attention because all I could focus on was the tent is his pants. Oh my fûcking God I'm in a mess....

AN- I CANT BELIEVE THE FIRST CHAPTER IS UP. SO EXCITE MUCH LOVE