Mr. Andrews

It's the first day of school and I heard my health teacher from last year got fired. He was also a gym teacher but who cares! He's gone! He was always a dick that cares about his wife and kids and bragged about them all day long. And on top of that he was always ignorant and moody or he was a creep that flirted with all the female teachers. I didn't like him personally. He's always picked on me before and it always seemed like I was mostly invisible to him for half the time. So this year it was going to be different.

I'm going into my senior year of high school in my medium sized school in the suburbs. I liked it here even though there wasn't much to do here. The only thing that kept me alive were my 3 best friends. I've known 2 of them since kindergarten and they've been my best friends ever since. The other one I met in 5th grade and we all are the best of friends today.

Don't get me wrong though, I've had plenty of friends. Plenty, but they've all turned on me and now I'm left with just 3 real ones. I'll get into that story later because it's too dumb to write about now. They're dumb and I don't associate with them at all.

As I walked into school I thought it was going to be a whole new world, some of the people I hated were gone and most of all Mr. Anderson. He was gone. I walked into the cafe where everyone meets up before homeroom, and it is always crowded and a mess with all of the immature high school students. Whom I hated most of all were the freshman. They walked around school acting like they owned it. I've been here for 3 years and this is your first day. Please take a seat.

In homeroom I had this teacher named Ms. Donahue and I had to admit that I didn't like her one bit. She could never shut up. If you didn't say anything to her then I bet she would go on for the rest of the day talking her head off. She was that annoying.

I asked to excuse myself to the bathroom and surprisingly she let me. The last kid that asked she hushed them so she could go on talking about all of this nonsense. I pranced my way to the restroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I tried really hard that morning not to dress up but look casual. This was going to be a very long year with these delinquents.

I wore a red v-neck that didn't go too low down and my black and really tight skinny jeans, also along with my black biker boots that I just bought the day before, and got them for just $80 from Steve and Madden. Then I washed my face with water and headed back to class. It ended about 10 minutes after and next I arrived to social studies and a very perky old man greeted me. Wow, this year was going to be horrible.

The class zoomed by and next I had calculus. I had it for a double block so that meant I had to stay there for 2 hours. It was horribly dreadful. Next I had gym, according to my schedule. It was the first day of school indicating that we didn't have to change. And luckily for me, my 3 best friends and I all had the same gym class. We had no idea who the teacher was, no names were on our schedules.

I walked in there happily sitting on the bleachers and just anticipating to see who the new gym teacher was. Hopefully he was gorgeous or hot. Then I heard footsteps coming out of the office and I had got an even worse teacher than what I've imagined. It, the gorgeous body of Mr. Andrews.