Be My Superwomen

Chapter 2

"Leilani, you're 26 minutes late! Sign the late log on the desk under the clock!" Mr. Underwood yelled. His breath nearly burned all of the skin off of my face. He always knew how to get under my skin. His combover, bushy eyebrows, gigantic nose and yellow teeth made my skin crawl every morning.

"Whatever." I said with an attitude as i signed the book and sat down in my seat in the back of the classroom near the window. This had been the second time I've came to school 4th period this week. I fixed my sunglasses and zipped my sweater to the top as Aaron pushed through the classroom doors.

"Wassup Mr. U! Sorry I'm late, I had to drive my grand mother home this morning." He said as he sat in the seat directly to the left of mine. He smirked at me as if he did nothing wrong just a few minutes ago. Before i had got to this hell hole, he made me change my outfit three times then roughed me up in the car on the way here. He said all my clothes showed too much and if I wanted to dress like a whore he would beat me like one.

"Aw baby you look really cute today." he chuckled while admiring the outfit that he nearly beat me into wearing. I wore my green glow Jordan's with black leather jeans and a green fluffy sweater that showed half my stomach. My marijuana charmed navel piercing showed perfectly every time i stood up. This part of my body was the only skin besides my face that i was aloud to show, and i was only aloud to show it with his permission.

"Thank you Aaron." I said robotically as I went to the front of the class to hand our homework in.

"No kiss for daddy?" He said with the ugliest cocky grin on his face. Like always, I had no choice in the matter. I walked over to him slowly, trying not to create too much distraction. I could tell my slowed pace was frustrating him so I quickly sped toward him and gave him a quick peck on the lips. I turned around quickly, trying to flush the thought of his lips away from my mind, but he grabbed my arm, jerking me back in his direction. He grabbed my wrist, the one that had been wrapped up last week from him slamming it into the car door. "Pull down your shirt a little more before I hurt you. Fucking dirty slut. " He whispers in my ear, still smiling of course. Nobody was supposed to know anything that had been said , and like always, nobody ever did. " I love you daddy" . He mouthed. That was my signal to say it. Believe me I didn't want to. The thought of calling any man that made me sick to my stomach.

"I love you daddy." i forced the words out. I felt disgusted and ashamed to even have those words come out of my mouth in that significant order. Everything that had to do with this boys was just completely and utterly disgusting. He was attractive i guess..but as for me, I couldn't stand him. I sat back in my seat and tried making little to no eye contact with him. As soon as class was over, I practically ran to art class. This was my favorite part of the day. I could just put on my beats headphones and drift away into my artistic freedom. This was the only time i actually had freedom without Aaron watching over me like a child.

The worst by Jhene Aiko came on. My headphones were on as loud as the could possibly be. I loved this part of the day. I picked up my drawing that i had started yesterday and began re outlining everything in a thick black sharpie marker. Then I noticed my art teacher standing in front of the class. Her wavy blonde hair was blowing in the wind from the window she was standing next to. I paused my music as I noticed she had already started speaking.

"Okay guys, today we're supposed to be having a new student come in. Im not sure if they said this period or next but either way you guys should be having a new studen- Oh! Here she is now." She finished. I didn't even think as my eyes went straight to her. The new girl. She had long, curly, dark brown hair. She was a petite girl but thick in all the right places. Her hazel-greenish eyes stood out beneath her long eyelashes. She smiled shyly as she handed her schedule to the teacher. Her shiny pink lips glistened in the sunlight as she smiled, showing how deep her dimples were. I was completely mesmerized. I tried hard not to stare, but i just couldn't stop. She was perfect. She wore an army fatigue jacket with a tight white tank top underneath. She had black high waisted jeans that stopped directly under her black marijuana navel piercing. We had the same one with different colors... She wore black Doc Martins. Her light caramel skin looked so beautiful, especially in the lighting that we were in. Love..... I couldnt believe my eyes..