"Lauren she stole your spot as the softball team captain! You're seriously just gonna let her get away with it" my friend Camila said, she's always freaking out over the simplest things. "She also took Stella from me but I don't care, I couldn't care less about this stuff."
My ex girlfriend Stella broke up with last year because "I didn't know how to express my love for her" ok one love is not my forte so fuck that and she already know that I rarely have girlfriends just occasional sex... Everyday. Me and Camila sat in our seats inside our English class, "did you hear that the first black teacher at Westshire is coming today?" my best friend asked.
I shrugged my shoulders because I really don't care but it's nice to know that Westshire is starting to change, "so how was your 6 month anniversary with Monica?" I asked smirking at my best friend.
Camila blushed at the mention of their anniversary, "um.. I- it was good" her cheeks are now a dark shade of pink. Camila started playing with the tip of her hair, while she smiled lovingly.. She's probably reminiscing.
"We had sex" she said so low that I hardly heard it, my eyes shot open. "What?! You lost your virgin-" Camila put her hand over my mouth and shushed me
"Shut the fuck up, everyone doesn't need to know that I was a virgin" the brunette yelled in a whisper, I couldn't help but laugh because the bows she wears wasn't helping her case.
I smacked her hand off of me, and shook my head "you use to be so pure.. now you're walking around with Monica juice permanently on your hand.. Don't touch my mouth"
that made her chuckle, "who said they were on my hands?" she kissed my cheek, winked, and faced forward.
I sat there thinking of what she said then it hit me, I started wiping my cheek off "you little shit!" I yelled wiping the germs off of my hand on Camila's white crop top, the cuban-mexican girl started laughing uncontrollably.
"Ladies, that's enough" we stopped when we heard the calm voice, I looked up shocked by the sight that I saw
Her chocolate skin, her curled black hair, her glasses, her grayish dress damn she's fucking hot.
A smirk crept upon her face, "God damn she's hot" I accidentally spoke my thoughts and I heard laughter. I looked around the classroom with a look of embarrassment plastered on my face
The teacher cleared her throat, "my name is Ms Hamilton and I'll be your new teacher" Ms. Hamilton said, going towards the smart board to turn it on.
"Today I'm going to properly introduce myself through powerpoint" she said and to be honest I haven't paid this much attention in class before. She touched the board and picture of her and some girl came up oh my God she's honestly so hot.
I then heard whistles and howls, "Monica?" Camila asked raising her eyebrow at the light skinned woman in the picture, "she does kinda look like Monica but only shorts Monica wear are basketball shorts" I said chuckling while Camila playfully pushed me.
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Teach Me To Love Again
FanfictionNormani Kordei Hamilton is the first black teacher at Westshire High School. What will happen when she starts getting a little bit too close to one of her students?