A new teacher has started in Ronwood High. Every girl drools over him, except from one. She's different, her head is always in the clouds he doesn't even think she's noticed that he's even new.
⚠️Warning: self-harm, depression and explicit content ⚠️
Bailey is finally opening up, we're getting there slowly but surely. I wondered how she was getting to school. Probably walking or getting the bus or something. I was up early today, I just couldn't stop thinking about what Bailey said. What if she's suicidal! I pulled into the car park. I saw Robert Benson's car parked. He's a music teacher, he was the only one that actually helped me out on my first day.
I walked into the school, signed in and I was halfway to my class before Robert approached me. "Hey, you're early today Mr Biersack." He joked "Yeah I had goodnight sleep for once." I replied. "Oh someone broke into the school last night the store room window was kicked open and the lights were left on. They haven't taken anything so far just be careful they might have a gun." Rob warned. I chuckled and walked to my class. If someone had broken in they're long gone now.
I went into my English class. I've got all the trouble makers today, it's gonna be a long day. As I walked into my class I saw a sneaker poking out from under my desk, and they sure as hell weren't mine. They were far too small. I walked over to my desk slowly, pulled back my chair. I saw Bailey's light brown hair covering her face. She was using a blanket as a pillow and another one to keep herself warm. She looked so perfectly peaceful. Yeah she's totally got a gun.
I didn't want to wake her but I had to. "Bailey." I whispered, kneeling down to her level. She let out a small groan. "Come on! Schools starting in an hour. But I see your already here to learn." She shot up, nearly hitting her head off the desk but I put my hands out to stop here. "What are you doing here?" I asked her. "Natalie kicked me out." She mumbled. I gave her a questioning look before she answered "my step mom. She's decided now my dad's gone I'm gone. I'm not going to my uncle he won't care if my dad's gone or not, well that's a lie he'll be so happy." She rubbed her eyes before crawling out from under the desk. Her hair was slightly messy and her makeup was smudged. "Can I come back up after I go for a shower?" She asked. I nodded.
I'm guessing she was going down to the girls changing rooms for a shower. I don't know where all her stuff is but it's somewhere. I was teaching her PSE class today and then I was teaching her English, double English. I swear I can't have another fight in my class.
She returned wearing this:
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Her hair up in a messy bun. She must have a hair dryer down there too. The ends were slightly wet but that was it. She looked at me, our eyes locked. I could see her the tears start to build up. I walked over and hugged her. She burst out crying.
Then Rob burst into the room. "ANDY!" He yelled. Then he looked at Bailey crying and he just looked around the room. She sniffed and pulled away, she didn't even look at Rob, she kept her eyes to my desk. "Yes?" I asked. "I'm planning a talent show, I need your help. Can you get you students to make posters for it?" He asked. "Shouldn't you not get I.T to do it?" I asked. "I want them hand made, all individual all different like the acts." Rob said. I heard Bailey laugh. And mutter "he's got good thinking." "Fine." I said. "But you owe me one, I had all my lessons planned out today." He laughed and left the room.
Bailey finally turned around. "Are you going to sign up?" I asked. She shrugged. "I can't do much." She replied. "I'm sure you can think of something." I replied. She sat down at her desk, plugging her phone charger in the socket beside it. "This is why everyone likes the desks near the walls." She laughed, wiping readers away. I don't know what to say to her, or what to do. I thought I would be better at this but I'm not.
The corridors began to fill. "Lena's not coming in sir." Bailey said. "How come?" I asked. "She's going to visit her boyfriend." She replied. Before sighing. The bell went. She unplugged her phone and chucked it in her bag and we walked to the PSE class. She sat down at the back of the class beside the window, the rest class hadn't got there yet.
Bailey's POV
Mr Biersack has been really nice to me. I hate Lena so much right now she fucking left me!! Alone in this shitty school.
I looked out the window, the sun shining. Someone sat next to me, I looked at them and hoped to god that it was Lena and that she had changed her mind but it wasn't. It was Ricky. "Piss off you freak." I growled. "Don't tell me what to do!" He replied. "Ricky I don't think you should be sitting next to Bailey." Mr Biersack said. "I'm not gonna do anything." Ricky snapped. "You only get one chance." Mr Biersack growled at him.
Mr Biersack began the lesson, my mind drifted. I was thinking about Mr Biersack, while I was staring at him. Why was he being so nice to me? What have I done to deserve this.
I felt a shooting pain in my knee, Ricky had pinched my skin. I glared at him. "You think I wasn't going to do anything, you silly little girl." He growled. "Stop." I whispered. "No, you've humiliated me one too many times, now it's my turn." He replied. He dug his dirty little nails into my thigh. "Seriously stop." I hissed. He dug them in deeper. "If you don't god help you." I growled: His nails had definitely ripped my skin at that point. I shut my eyes and took a deep breath in. Imagined me singing in front of Mr Biersack, only him. Our eyes would be locked. He would hold onto every word that I would sing and then soon he'd sing along.
I was suddenly snapped out of my thoughts by Ricky's hand traveling way to far up my leg. I grabbed his hand and looked at him. I stared him dead in the eye. He wasn't over me, he was mad that I broke up with him. Well do you blame me, he started to try and control me, black mail me. I smirked. "You're not over me are you?" "What!" He hissed. I could see it in his eyes, I could read him like a book. "Get over it." I growled "let it go, seriously." "I am over you!" He replied. "Really?" I asked sarcastically "yes it was so obvious, most ex' leave the other alone and tend to avoid each other but what have you done, the opposite. I've put up with you're shit for far to long, you actually need to let go Ricky." "I'll leak your nudes if you don't shut it." He growled. "That proves my point, the fact you still have them is ridiculous." I replied.
"Is there something you both want to share with the class?" Mr Biersack said, i shot him a look. "Em yes." Ricky said before standing up, he stood proud before saying "Bailey is a fat whore." "Outside!" Mr Biersack yelled. His voice echoed off the four walls. He looked at me with concern, I don't know why he should be concerned it's Ricky for god sakes his words don't hurt me.
The bell went, I shot up, walked passed Mr Biersack then Ricky who was coming into the class and went straight to Maths.
(Hey guys, sorry it is quite boring but I have major writers block, do any of you have any ideas for the next chapter I'd really like to hear what you would like to happen. I do hope you enjoyed this. Tschüss Luckwhy3 ☺️)
