Shhh... It's our secret (teacher/student relationship)

Chapter one

Krystal P.O.V

BEEEP, BEEEP, BEEEP.
I growled, time for facing the Devils in both of my hells. Yes I have two hells, home and school.

I went in to my bathroom and jumped in the shower, the water hurt on my thighs. I looked down and realized how much I cut them yesterday. They were full of blood. Yes I cut myself, but on my thighs, that way no one can see them and they won't have another reason to make fun of me, and the teachers won't we concerned and call the Devils (my parents)
I got out of the shower and put on sweatpants even though it was 90 degrees, I felt fat because of all the comments I was getting and u wanted to hide my body. I put on a t-shirt, if not I would sweat and smell. I had a hoodie in my bag, it was for safety, if a was to cry, I could hide in the hood.
I went downstairs and grabbed an apple and some water, thankfully I didn't have to meet my parents, they were already out. Them I headed to school. It was only a 10 minute walk from my house.
Ones I walked in the door the comments hit me like swords: hey fattie, slut, sup ugly, the list goes on and on. I just walked through the crowd and in to my first class, English. thankfully I was the only one in there. I started crying, I pulled my hoodie out of my bag and put I on. I felt better knowing I was hid in the hood.

I heard the door open and I sunk in my chair, my head was down and I even think about looking up to see who it was, they would probably just say something mean anyways. The bell rang and all the students came rushing in the door. I heard someone call me names, you know the ush. I just sat there, not looking at anything other than my own hands.

"Ok class, I'm your new English teacher, Mr. King. I expect you to treat me with respect and follow my rules. 1.No talking, 2.hands up for a question or to speak, 3. Ask for permission to leave before leaving." The new teacher said, he sounded like he was young, he didn't have a monotone voice like your last English teacher had. Thank godness. "Ok class, I will call your names and I want to hear eighter 'present' or 'here' understood?" He asked the class. I just nodded, I still didn't look around. He started calling names, when he came to me I just said 'present' in a small voice. "Ok, now if you have any questions for me, you can ask them today, we won't to any work today since it is your first day" the sluts in my class asked if we was single, he was, and how old he was, he was 23 fresh out of collage, and other random stupid question I didn't bother listening to, I zoned completely out until the bell rang and I jumped in my seat. For the first time this whole class I looked up at the teacher, he was stunning. Dark brown hair, emerald eyes and a little bit of facial hair. He was hot if I had to say so myself. But he was a teacher, and it was wrong having those thoughts about a teacher. 

A/N: hey! Hope you enjoyed my first chapter, vote and comment<3  sorry for any miss spelling, I will go back and correct ones the story is completely ;)