I stepped off of the bus and thanked the bus driver.
"Jesus what a rim." I heard one of the girls from the previous scenario snicker. My cheeks heated in anger and I lowered my head, making my way to the nearest place where I can be a usual loner.
I immediately pulled out my phone and texted my sister.
Jesus this is a shit school, I've already had the piss taken out of me twice and I only just got through the gates. X - T
I almost got an immediate reply.
Ignore them, they just jealous of your pretty little self. X - S
I did worry about my sister sometimes, she was heavily pregnant but at her last scan they said that her baby was at risk due to her anti depressants.
I rolled my eyes and raised my head to see a teacher right in front of me, arms crossed, and a raised eyebrow.
"Young lady there is a no mobile phone policy in this school, as there is every other school." He ordered, holding his hand out, expecting me to place my phone in it.
"Oh sorry, I figured a college would allow phones." I said in a sassy tone. I didn't mean to jeez oh god he's gunna kill me.
His eyes widened and he sweeped the ravon black hair out of his eyes.
"Oh sorry. I uh- I thought you were a lot younger than you seem to be." he said awkwardly. "Sorry, however I still don't expect to see it out, there is less of a punishment."
There was a moment of silence as he turned his gaze to a woman with a pencil skirt on. She had a similar cut to Mr Lester, and seemed clumsy from the coffee stain down her once white blouse. She caught his gaze and blushed, with a slight smile at him grazing at his nails, taking in her beauty.
"Oh- but uhm I'll let you off with a warning this time." He said, crossing his arms again, trying to compose himself from looking the fool he probably felt.
"Thank you Mr..-"
"Lester"
"Shouldn't you be heading to the student reception to receive your timetable?" His deep voice spoke, as he turned his focus from the female teacher as she reached the building.
"I would BUT I don't know where things are around here" I muttered, squinting, using my hand to guard my face from the sunrise.
He nodded towards a building as a gesture to say follow Me. I did as I was told. I took in the smell of cheap perfumes and sights of blondes with overly done makeup, drawn on "FLEAK" eyebrows and damaged hair from dye.
I then turned my head towards where I was walking,..but not soon enough, I stumbled over somebody's foot, next thing I knew I was on all fours, My hair in a mess in front of my face and my bag split, my revision books thrown across the floor.
"Fuck" I muttered, using my hands to help me up.
I heard a few giggles and a few tuts.
Mr Lester turned to check on me, his bored expression changed from amused to concern. He shook his head and walked to help me up.
"All of you get to class the bell has rang. If I see any of you lurking in the corridor there will be trouble." He said in his most serious tone.
"I would love to be in trouble with him" I heard one girl giggle to her friend. Mr Lester obviously heard as his cheeks turned red and he lowered his head, taking my hand and dragging me to the student reception.
