History Scandals {Editing}

1 Tardiness is key*

January 12th, 2014
Beyoncé-

The nervousness I felt as I walked through the double doors of a school that would become my new home for the next few months was overwhelming . This was my first year teaching and I was fresh out of college.

I'm twenty four years old and I had PhD in history yes I graduated high school early I was 15 to be exact.

When I was younger probably about eleven years old the school allowed me to skip a grade and a half because how smart I was so when I was eleven I had went straight to eighth grade.

My body had not fully developed so I was often the pin point of jokes from my peers.

I have to say my first few years of highschool was by far the worst of my school career. I wore the big glasses and I had braces, you know the whole nerd package acne and all, which made me a target for bullying.

But then in the summer of eleventh grade I bloomed, puberty hit me like a ton of bricks I got my braces took off, I put in contacts, and my body had filled out.

Once I had came back the boys were following me around like lost puppies and the girls all wanted to be my friends, but I wasn't worried about them I was worried about graduating.

And I did and I was able to attend college at 16.

Well when I had gotten to college I was getting a lot of attention and it was hard to turn everyone down so I had lost my virginity it wasn't like it was a lot of guys it was only 2 I had actually slept with the others did little things like give me head and stuff like that nothing spectacular.

I had made the decision a long time ago I wasn't one for relationships I was too caught up in my work to have one. They would want me to choose work or them and I couldn't do it. It would always be my work.

No one would ever understand why I strive for success like I do and I plan to keep it that way.

I was only going to be here for a year and half then I'll be able to teach at the university down the street.

I wanted to get my feet wet a little before I dived straight in and became a college professor.

I was walking through the hall rolling the case of things I had to put in the class room.

The students had just came from their winter break.

I watched as the students heads began to turn at the sound of my clicking heels.

"Damn ma what's your name." A tall Hispanic boy came up to me with a boyish grin I wanted to laugh.

"Little boy if you don't get out of my way so I can get to my classroom." I was smirking as he chuckled.

"Oh my bad ma I ain't know you were that old. You look good though." I know my face fell into a scowl I was not old.

"Just because I am not young and immature doesn't mean I am old I just know what's, what."  I say shrugging my shoulders and continuing my journey.

I knew where my class was I had took a tour the weekend before.

I can say I do have a slight bit of an attitude problem but I have always worked well with minors.