May I Shine Your Apple? With My Foot. (TeacherxStudent) -completed-

Chapter 1: The New School

I woke up to my mom shaking me. I opened an eye and peeked around my room.

"You must get up and get ready for your new school" my mom said.

"Why, I'm just going to get kicked out of this one too" I said and got out of bed.

"No you won't, you will be good and behave" she said sternly.

"What ever" I said and walked over to my closet.

"Well you have one hour to get ready Missy" she said and walked out the door.

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I walked out of the bathroom with my long dirty blonde hair falling around my shoulders. I was wearing a thick line of black eye liner and ruby red lip stick. I was wearing a red T-shirt with safety pines holding the sleeves together.. My shirt said '3oh3' then it had their band symbol. I wore my black skirt that came to mid thigh and my big black boots that came up over my knee with laces trailing all the way up.

I grabbed my grey bag with a chain strap and walked out of my room.

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I was now driving to yet again a new school. YAY. NOT! My fourth new school in two years. They all say that I have to much attitude and I am to violent. But I think I am perfectly fine.

I pulled into my new school. I parked and every gawked at me, as if they hadn't seen a motor bike before. I swung my leg off of it and walked into the school. I headed towards the office.

I walked in and saw an older woman, she looked to be about 65, I'm guessing. She was at the desk with a big computer in front of her. She looked up and smiled warmly at me. That surprised me, it surprised me so much I found myself smiling back. I walked up to her.

"Hello sweety, may I help you?" she asked in a kind voice. The type a grandmother would use to talk to her grand children. To bad my grandparents disapprove of me and think I need to be put into the military academy.

"Um, yeah. I'm new and would like a schedule" I said.

"Your new? but it is already so late in the year" she said looking puzzled.

"Yeah I kind of....... transferred schools" she was so nice that I didn't want her to think bad of me, at least not until the first time I'm sent here.

"Oh" she said and widened her eyes in understanding "you must be Melissa Reed".

I smiled "that I am".

"Oh okay well here is your schedule darling" she said and handed me a piece of paper.

I looked down on it. The first name I noticed was Mr. Tucker. He was on my schedule alot. I had him twice every day. I crinkled my fore head. How did that work? He taught Math and Health.

I looked back at the Secretary, she nodded in understanding "yes you have two classes with Mr. Tucker everyday, we have alot of full classes. I am sorry Melissa, but he is nice. You'll see" she said and smiled at me. Then she turned back to her computer.

I turned back to my schedule. Okay I had History, Science, Break, Math, Lunch, English and then Health. This is going to be a very boring school year, this is what my whole schedule looked like except on Tuesday and Thursdays I had gym instead of Science. I sighed and walked out of the office.

I made a vacant attempted to find my class but it was no use, this school was very confusing! Almost like a maze! I was buisy looking down at my schedule that I didn't even notice the person standing in front of me.

I bumped into him. I looked up and saw two sparkling blue eyes looking down on me. He had long brown hair that got in his face and looked old. Not seriously old but he looked to be in his early thirty's, maybe late 20's. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a simple black T-shirt.

"Hello, I am Mr. Tucker" he said smiling down on me. He held it his hand.

I took it. I couldn't help but notice how firm his grip was. "Hi, I'm Melissa Reed" I said and let go of his hand.

"Oh yes, the new girl that I have everyday" he said "Twice" he said as an after thought.

I nodded "Yes but right now I have history".

"History?" he asked looking confused.

"Yes why?" I asked.

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