Turn my life around

Chapter 1

    Alex ran a hand through her messy black hair, halting at the occasional tangle. It was a nervous tick, she did it whenever she was stressed, bored, or as the name states; nervous.  She shot a quick glance at the clock,  then back to her sketchbook.  The professor dragged on about the old western trading habits,or something else unimportant that Alex was sure she would never use. She sat there, fiddling with her pencil, bored and uninterested in whatever was going on around her. 

Her sketchbook was filed up about halfway with doodles, and art projects.  Every now and then the professor would catch her drawing, and narrow his eyes in an attempt to look mean and threatening. Witch he wasn't.  She was afraid of very little, and a job hating old hag didn't make on the short list. her thoughts where interrupted by a harsh, and expecting voice, that belonged to none other than the professor, Mr Doghen. 

"So what do you have to say about the industrial improvements, back before civil trade was pronounced miss Thornhill?" He said, with eyes that  gave no mercy, and posture straight as a board. As if on cue, the whole class turned to look at the back row.  She could feel the eyes working their way into her mind, and the silent judgment seep into her thoughts.  She looked up at the clock, as if expecting a miracle, but obviously that only happened to 6th graders in cheesy movies.  Sweat beaded on her forehead as she tried to think of anything he has said earlier in the lesson.  But of course, nothing came to mind.  she couldn't just say some random crap about world war 1... but then again, staying silent could be even more painful.

"I uh t-think that uh, the uh, industrial things where n-not the best..." that's all she managed to choke out. She knew she looked like a bumbling idiot, But then again, who was she trying to impress anyways? she lived by one motto; why care?  Its a vast statement, but to her it was true. she never found a reason to try and impress people, let alone engage in social interactions with them, so why care what they think? 

Well Frankly, that wasn't the case here.  Alex held her breath-  worried something stupid would come out if she opened her mouth.  The whole class just kinda awkwardly stared a her, and Mr doghen was glaring a hole through her preoccupied soul.  Alex didn't see what the big deal was anyways, all she had done was be unsure about a question.  

After a few more agonizing seconds, he preceded to call someone else who knew the answer. Alex slumped low in her seat, blowing a stray strand of hair out from in front of her eyes.  As the class proceeded, a few students whom she didn't know the names of (of course not) kept whispering, and said the words "Alex", and "stupid",  with a mixture of "held back"'s a tone louder than the rest.  Alex knew what they where doing, and she didn't care.  one of the girls whispered something about her being a failed abortion and what not, to the fake blonde.  Ok, so she may have flipped them off double fingers, and she might have threatened them, but whatever. they started it. 

by the time the end of class rolled around, it had felt like a year had passed. The sweet release of the bell was her cue to leave without social interaction. just how she liked it. before she could exit the classroom, she was stopped by that same sinister voice;

"Stay here, I want to talk to you"  Mr D. said, without the slightest hint of good things to come. she sighed, and stood awkwardly at the side of his desk, waiting for everyone to clear out. Alex crossed her arms, and huffed. She didn't want to get called on, let alone embarrassed, if that's what this is even about. she doubts otherwise. 

once the last student made their way out the door, it was swiftly shut.  Mr D. Made a motion to sit at the tiny desk, that rested next to his over-sized one. Alex huffed again, this time about missing lunch. It was the only time when she could sneak out, and do whatever. And now, she was stuck in some old man's classroom in witch she had no intentions of learning, getting a lecture about learning.