It was 7:30 when i woke up. I dressed all red and white shoes like i said in the last chapter. My hair looked perfect just like as i wanted. It was sun outside, warm. Everything was perfect except the fact that i was pretty anxious. Anxiety is like pain to me. It doesn't go away easily.
So how i was a little bit insecure at that time and i was alone, my parents took me to school...
When i arrived i was completely lost, like that school is so beautiful but at the same time so big that i lost myself in it. So i found a maid and i asked her if she could tell me where was the room where i would have my first class that was literature and damn she was very nice me. The first impression was awesome. In my last school the maids were fucking bitches to us. They treated us like if we were shit.
I was walking in that school fascinated with everything. Everything was so shining, so colourful, so different... So special... so UNIQUE. Even the people.
People seemed so cool, so calm, so grown, so nice... Like... I felt very good and confortable there like i could stay there forever just watching people like if it was a movie because i was really enjoying it. It was like... I have been in hell all this time and i arrived at paradise now haha. It may look insane but at that time i felt this way. So i went up stairs, found the room and got in. I was so anxious but i did it!
It was already 8:16 (the bell rings at 8:15) and everyone was already in the room. When i got into the room everybody was looking at me but it wasn't a mean look. I sat next to a girl which was my classmate last year. So yeah, my first class was literature. The teacher was very nice to us, she was cool and i felt confortable around her. She talked a little bit about the subject then the bell rang and we went to the break.
The next subject would be french. I can't say i am an excellent student but i would do my best to have good grades.
The bell rang. Me and my classmates were stressed because we didn't know where was the room. We finally found the room. When we arrived there we saw a blonde woman coming and i was like oh my god... Is she our french teacher? I was really shocked because she was maybe 36/37 years old but she was dressed like a teen... LIKE US... but i thought she was beautiful...she had green eyes... she was blonde just like me. I thought she was nice but just like i said in my previous chapter i don't judge people by their looks.
After some minutes we got into the room and she said:- Hello, my name is Danielle and i am going to be your french teacher this year and the next years. You will probably like me because all of my previous students liked me. We will probably travel to france, tell me about you guys.
We were reallyyyyyy excited. Like i never travelled in my life this would be my first time. I was starting to love french. Everything seemed so perfect. We started by introducing ourselves, saying our names, age, previous school in french.
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Unlikely Love
RomanceThis story is about a young girl named Jessica who moved to a new high school and meet someone who changed her life forever. This story is about a student/teacher love/hate relationship, i wrote this book inspired in my french teacher who i really...