Chapter 11: The Dance

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"Melissa, get up!" I heard my mother yell from down stairs.

I groaned and got up.

As I was throwing on a pair of jeans and a black hoodie I could help but think about the week.

I have been lonely with out Mr. Tucker. I could tell he was still looking at me every once in awhile but I havn't talked all week since Monday. I missed him...... But this was for the best.

I sighed and walked down stairs. Tonight I have to go to the dance with Zach. Well at least it's only from 7-10 then I will never have to deal with him again. I walked out of the house and jumped onto my motor bike. I drove to school with all these thoughts roaming threw my head.

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I walked into health class and took my seat at the back of the class room. Mr. Tuckers eyes of coarse were on me but I had to use everything that I had to not look at him. I just kept my eyes on the floor.

Then the bell rang and he started the class "Okay class, first I would like to inform you that tonight I and six other teachers will be supervising the dance" he said.

I couldn't help it, I looked up with my eye's wide with shock. This night is going to be more eventful then I thought.

"Okay, well I will see you kids there tonight" he said nodding to the class "and since the dance is tonight, we will be talking about drinking, and sex..." then he went on with the lesson.

I cursed myself. This is going to be interesting night.

I saw a little piece of paper thrown on to my desk. I looked over and saw Zach sitting beside me. How did I miss that? I took the note in my hand and read it.

Hey, so am I piking u up?

Yeah. I'll text yeah my address. pik me up at lik 7. I scribbled back.

KK, c u then

Yeah, c yea

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