The Coach's Daughter

First Period

Thanks to Mr. Jacob I had to wash the practice jerseys last night and didn't have time to finish my first period History paper. Our finals were coming up and Mrs. Fishill the red headed terror has been on us to do our homework.

The bell rang five minutes ago and she was nowhere to be found. Mrs. Fishill was never late, except the one time she threw up in the bathroom. Then she proceeded to come back to class late and tell us a detailed story of her barfing experience. The clock kept ticking and kids were doing everything but sitting quietly and waiting.

As my pencil scratched across my unfinished history essay my on again, off again friend, Lati, perched herself on the corner of my desk. "So I told Dylan if he wanted this he needed to be a man and ask me out already." She pauses and waits for me to respond. I nod and she continues her story, "Then yesterday, he came up behind me and grabbed my butt!" she grinned from ear to ear when I looked up from my paper in confusion, "Next, he pulled me in really close and asked me out! Can you even believe how romantic that is?! OMG!!"

Now I love Lati, but her constant whorish outlook on life gets really annoying to someone who's never had a boyfriend. The classroom door opens and Mrs. Fishill marched into the classroom. At the sight of her the whole class stopped what they were doing to return to their seats, all except Lati who was still in awe over Dylan's romantic gesture of butt touching.

"Ms. Smith? Why are you not sitting at your desk?" Lati turned around at the sound of her name to see Mrs. Fishill's glaring face. Slowly but surely she inched off my desk and slid over to hers . "Now that you are all seated it have a few announcements, first, your history papers are all due today, so please pass those up." I scribbled my name on the top of my paper and handed it to Henry in front of me. " Second, I want you all to welcome our new student, Jacob." Mrs. Fishill gestured to the door and right on cue in waltzed Jacob. "Jacob is from Hawaii and will be here with us from now on, Jacob from what I understand you've already had a football practice?" He nodded a yes, "Good then you would know Aurora, Aurorawill you wave please?" Letting out a long breath I raised my hand in the air. "Perfect, Jacob go on and have a seat by Ella, she will help you out this class period." Lovely I get to help him out this class period.

Jacob strutted down the aisle to the back of the class where the open spot next to me was, he turned the attention from history to him, all the girls not including myself were staring, even madly in love Lati.

"I guess you'll be helping me out today huh Princess?" He flashed a lazy little smirk that made all the girls who were staring swoon and all the boyfriends let out frustrated sighs.

"My name's Aurora, not Princess." I still can't get over his ego. It's like Hi I'm Jacob and I'm hotter then you so don't bother trying.

"Sure sounds like a Princess to me, what is it like Sleeping Beauty? My little sister named her hamster Aurora when she was five." He flashed his teeth at his stupid little joke.

Just then Lati leaned over my desk "Hi I'm Lati, sorry Elle's a little high strung today, if you ever need anything just call." She winked before retreating back to her desk.

"Who's your friend?" he whispered.

"Lati Smith, she's kinda a slut, don't tell her I said that. I mean she like just got a boyfriend and now she's all up on you so..." I finished

"Don't get jealous Princess, I think you're prettier." He winked before opening up his notebook and copying the board. Number one, ewwwwwww. And number two, never in your wildest dreams Surfer boy.