Here's Part three. I wasn't going to continue writing... But my awesmazing girlfriend convinced me too ^_^
"I hate you!" the words kept ringing through my head over and over again. I could not believe that she said she hated me. I kind of did cause her to get slapped by Dr. Westman, but that was more her fault than it was mine. She did call me an asshole. But it also wasn't right for a teacher to slap a student.
Dr. Westman began to walk towards Lucy and I. My body was beginning to tremble with fear. My knees began to buckle and shake. I thought that my legs were going to fall out from under me. Lucy was slapped incredibly hard and I did not want to be slapped how she was.
"Now as for your special assignment. You will both be having to visit and comfort Ms. Romano after school every day until she has made a full recovery. The two of you will also have to find out what types of dessert she likes and will have to bake them for her. You will be graded based on your enthusiasm and your willingness to help your teacher. Do you understand?"
This assignment was absolutely perfect! I was planning on going to see Ms. Romano after school every day anyways, now I was going to be graded on that as well. I could even use this time to get to know and maybe even to become Lucy's friend while we're together. It's a win-win situation, well at least for me it is. Lucy, on the other hand, might not be so keen on the idea.
"This isn't fair!" Lucy started to scream as she ran towards Dr. Westman. When she was face to face with the substitute teacher she stopped and started screaming and spitting in her face. "I don't even know the Old Hag and your expecting me to go and talk to this bitch!? Why the fuck should I have to comfort her!? This is complete bullshit! "
I stood in complete awe. There was absolutely nothing that I could say. My eyes widened and my throat closed. Dr. Westman already hit Lucy once and that looked liked painful. I have never heard someone swear so much on their first day of school. Something serious must be up with Lucy. PMS maybe?
Dr. Westman brought her hand up high once again and back handed Lucy across the other side of her face. Now both of her cheeks had giant red hand marks and was pulsating furiously. She knew how to hit, and she could hit hard.
The class change bell rang throughout the school. Apparently, more time had been wasted over this special assignment than I had thought. The rest of the day would be a pain because of Lucy. I don't think that I'll be able to get what she said out of my head easily.
The rest of the day went by painfully slowly. Nothing else eventful happened. It was probably because I didn't see Lucy for the rest of the day. I even tried to find her during lunch hour so that I could apologize but she was nowhere to be seen. Almost as if she left school.
"Hey asshole! Get over here!"
