Not Your Average Cheerleader

NYAC - Part 8

I sat through first period, and second. Nothing interesting happened. Not until I made a complete fool out of myself in English. Oh my god English. So here's how this went down. I sat down at my desk as per usual except I had to wait for Dan to turn up. That wasn't my favourite part of the day as it was, especially after I yelled at him earlier, but when he walked in, he looked different. He didn't have that cocky swagger as he walked into the room, he didn't look cocky or rude at all, what was going on? He took his seat next to me and just sat there silently, waiting for the teacher to start the class.

I looked at him curiously, Was he okay? I went to open my mouth to make sure that he was alright, but as I went to speak the teacher walked into the room with a stack of written papers in his hand. He sat them on his table and then leaned against it as he all looked out to us. He didn't seem to impressed, but when his eyes darted towards me, Well needless to say that uncomfortable couldn't begin to describe the way I felt.

"(Y/n), do you enjoy making a mockery out of my class?"

I looked at him completely stunned, What did I do to deserve this treatment from him? The class shuffled in there seats, their eyes all piercing towards me. I sank in my chair and looked back to the teacher.

"What do you mean sir?"

"don't pretend like you don't know"

"I Honestly don't though, please inform me"

He licked his index finger and his thumb, then picked up a set of papers. He cleared his throat, and looked at me.

"You're closing argument in your essay. The start of it was actually quite great, but you're closing statement has nothing to do with the essay at all"

"I don't understand how sir, I thought it well documented my entire thesis."

The teacher shook his head and began to walk around the classroom slowly with what was now my essay in his hands. He flipped through the first few pages until he got to my closing statement and then read it rout aloud to the entire class.

"He stood there in front of me with a smile as smug as ever."

Oh no.

"His brown eyes were shining in the light and his lips pressed up to me ear, where he then whispered the words, "consume me"."

Oh no. Oh no no no. I couldn't have. The class began to erupt with laughter, even a smile was brought to Dan's lips. My teacher just humiliated me in front of the whole class and now I couldn't escape. I slammed my head into the desk and groaned whilst my cheeks went red. How did I put that in my closing statement?! Oh my. I was day dreaming whilst I was writing it, I sank further into the chair with the slight chuckle coming from someone beside me, I felt so embarrassed. I just, I needed to get out. I decided to do something I had never done before, because the laughing just wasn't dying down.

I picked up my books and my bag and walked out of the class, and When I closed the door behind me, I ran. I ran to my safe haven up in the library where I could hopefully hide away for a while. I didn't have a class next period so this was just the time I needed. I walked over towards a corner where there was nothing but the tall shelves of books, something so easy to hide behind. I would have cried but I think I was just too embarrassed. I sighed and pulled out my art assignment and began working on it, but about 5 minutes later someone poked out a few of the books. I sat on my knees and looked around to see who was there, but I couldn't find anyone. I sat back down and continued drawing but then a shadow appeared over me, I looked up and my heart began to race like crazy.

Dan.