The Otaku and The Prince

Think I'm Falling in Love

Fuuuuuu-

I swear it, I nearly pivoted on my heel and left the classroom but I was trapped. My heart pounded in my chest, my cheeks turned hot. Even my breathing turned faster.

I still remember that little closet scene when he almost kissed me. Kale gave me a blank look before looking out the window to the morning sky.

"Hello? Take a seat." Mrs. Worthy said again.

Stifly, I made it to the furthest seat away from him possible. It was at the very front but I hated this seat to since I had to deal with the teacher. Once I was seated she grouchily introduced herself. I scowled at her.

If you hate teaching so much then find a new career. Teachers like this always pissed me off. Why couldn't I have a teacher like Negi (Negima)? At least he was passionate and knew freaking magic. Or a hot teacher like Ojiro Kazuma (Faster than a Kiss). God I wish I could atend Gakuen Alice and meet others with special abilities and have one for myself... Natsume... Mikan... I want to meet them!

I had zoned out so bad that I didn't even hear the first few calls of my name. "Huh?" I said, my eyes alert now as I stared at the Mrs. Worthy's pinched face.

"Chaleesha Chocara Conners."

I retreated in my seat, ugh, I hate my full name. Couldn't she just say Choca? My real name was just to long and abnormal. I don't know what the hell my parents were thinking.

I raised my hand a little. The teacher gave me a folder, her eyes narrowed into evil slits. I could tell this lady did not like me so it was a good thing I'd only see her once every nine weeks.

I heard a few snickers behind me.

I blushed heatedly; my knee began to bounce faster the more nervous I got.

"Chaleesha....Chocara?" Mrs. Asshole suddenly repeated puzzled, pronouncing it the wrong way. Saying it like CHOO*KA*RAH.

"It's Cha-ka-ra. Cha." I emphasized then rolled my eyes. "But I go by Choca."

I could tell that Mrs. Worthy didn't like me, I mean she was already starting to make fun of my name in front of the entire class.

"Choca? Like chocolate?"

I narrowed my eyes. Already, al-freaking-ready, I was hating this school. Could I report this teacher? Seriously. What a flipping bully. The class was already snickering but when she brought out the 'chocolate' canon fire they went off. My knee started to bounce more violent.

Satisfied with completely making a fool of me on the first day the asshole teacher continued on with passing manila folders. But then through shade, "Let's all remember to be on time to class. We've all learned an important lesson haven't we, Chocolate."

I turned my body fast, my body heated, I was about to curse her out. I didn't care no more! But then all the sudden Kale stood up. Everyone turned to him; even I could tell that he was more than a little peeved.

He leaned against his desk, dark blue eyes on the teacher.

"What is it Mr. Rivers?"

"Are you done?" He arched a dark brow.

"What?"

"Making a fool out of your students. It's really unprofessional and I would hate if my mother heard of this." Kale cocked his head in a challenge.

My lips parted at his threat. I didn't know who his mom was but judging by the shocked/fearful/pissed off mixed emotions that contorted her face I knew that whoever she was, she had a lot of influence.