8. The save

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Chapter eight: The save

**Arianna's P.O.V** 👌👇👍

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I parked my car and rushed through the enormous door with 'Anchor Beach High' painted on them in red and silver. I went to my locker, put in the books that are not necessary for my class now which was Integrated Science. I kind of hate it and i kind of like it. Its a 50/50 for the subject.

I walked to the class slowly, knowing exactly what Mr. Jacobs was going to give me as punishment. You're going to find out soon.

I open the door to the classroom and slowly step inside.

"Good morning Ms. Richards. I can see you've had a wonderful night" said Mr. Jacobs, his deep voice almost made me ran out of the room. I don't think I'm one of those girly girls but jeez the guy makes me want to scream. Girly.

"Good m-or-ning sir" boy. I was now shivering.

"You know what to do. Get on with it!" He shouted which sent uncountable spits heading my way. Can't he control his saliva, its like they're on sale.

I kneel down on my knees, straighten my back and clasp my hand. 'This is humiliating'. I put my clasped hands under my chin bowed my head and closed my eyes. "Dear father, i pray that you will soften Mr. Jacobs's heart, so that he will be lenient with me. I've done wrong for attending his class late and for that I'm sorry. Amen" i opened my eyes while still on my knees. I wanted to get up, because the floor was hurting my knees, but i had to the okay from Mr.Jacobs. By now everyone was laughing. Reason being:

1. Because its ridiculous.
2. Because no one in my class believes in God.
3. I've done this so many times last year, the kids say that I'm... i dont wanna talk about it.

"Wonderful, you've gotten better.
I think i should punish you by giving you the task of making a prayer on lateness" he chuckled evily. No, i think i should give you the task of writing an apologetic letter to apologize for the ass you've been from last year. If only i could say that out loud.

Then someone came through the classroom door. The one person i didn't want to see me like this. God, this just move from stage 2 humiliating to stage 5, which is the last stage.

It was Tyler. Yeah, it just had to be Tyler.

"Princess, what are you doing?" He asked concerned. This is new. "Get up" he says.

Just shoo, shoo go away. This is humiliating enough, you're only going to make this worse. I say in my mind.

"Tyler" i say, giving him a warning glare.

"Mr. Jacobs, what are you doing?" Asked Tyler.

Tyler just go, I'm begging you.

"Mr. O'Brien, dont you have a class to get to?" Asked the teacher.

"No, free period. And why are you letting Ms. Super-hot here doing this humiliating thing?"

"Because she is late, and there are consequences for actions And when did i start answering to you Mr. O'Brien?"

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