Friday came faster than Autumn would've wished for. She wasn't too happy about the date, since she had no interest in Sam, but she didn't have a intrest in Mr. Franceschi either.. She kept telling herself that.
But friday also means P.E, which is basically her sitting on the bench, twirling her long hair in a curl and trying to look at everyone but Mr. Franceschi. But not today, she threw a pair of pants a t shirt in her bag.
Her sister was trying to talk to her again, but Autumn just ignored her. She wasn't going to forgive her that easy. No way.
So she skipped breakfast again, she had done that all week, and she skipped lunch as much as she could. And it really showed result.
Today's outfit was simple, a loose tank top with big holes on the sides, black skinny jeans and boots. And of course her leather jacket over.
She had straighten her hair so it looked longer, she couldn't imagine that three years ago she cut it all off by her chin and now it's down to her elbows. That was probably her biggest mistake, and she'll never do it ever again.
She opened her locker and a note fell out.
The hell..? Autumn thought and picked it up. 'Can't wait to see you later today babe ;)' it read.
"How cute!" Sara squealed behind her, Autumn jumped and dropped her bag.
Again!? I need a better bag, she thought. She leaned down and picked her things together.
"Who is it from?" Sara asked and took the letter from Autumns hand. Autumn shrugged and took out her history books.
"Sam perhaps?" Sara said, her smile was so wide she might explode if it got wider.
"I don't know" Autumn snatched the note back from her best friend and put it in her bag. They walked towards first period, which was history. A couple people was already seated. Sara was searching for Douglas, since he was in this class.
Autumn took a seat by the window and Sara sat down next to her.
"Why isn't he here yet?" Sara sighed and rested her head in her hands.
Autumn was looking out the window, eyeing the gym teachers behind. Sara snapped her fingers in front of her best friends face. Autumn jumped a little.
"What?" She said whipping her hair over her shoulder. She shrugged. "I don't know? isn't he that kid who's always late though?" Autumn didn't care about Douglas, or Sam. But did she really care about Josh though? She was so confused.
The lesson started and ten minutes into it the door opened and a brown haired lanky boy rushed in. He looked at the teacher and gave her an apologizing smile. Douglas took a seat at the table in front of Autumn and Sara, he looked back and leaned closer to her face, Sara did the same.
Do they really have to? Autumn thought giving the couple a disgusting look.
The teacher cleared her throat. And Douglas pulled away.
"Concentrate on the lesson, Douglas. You can make out with Sara at lunch." She said strictly and continued on with the lesson.
Autumn sighed and looked out the window.
Mr. Franceschi was on the phone and looked annoyed.
Wonder who he's talking to.. Autumn thought. Probably his girlfriend... such a good looking guy has to have a girlfriend. .. Wait did I really just think that? that's crazy, his my teacher.. who's only six years older.. stop it brain!
Autumn kept looking at Mr. Franceschi, he looked around, up at the school building, he saw her and smiled. Autumn smiled back and Mr. Franceschi turned his back and kept talking. Autumn started doodling lyrics in her not notebook.
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No One Takes Me Home [Student/Teacher] (Josh Franceschi)
Teen FictionAutumn Clifford was that girl who wasn't too fussed with P.E, at all. Actually during all her years in the class she'd only participated three times. The first class of the year, the first swimming lesson and that one time that really cute guy neede...