A book for a man whore

A book for a man whore chapter6 (Picture of Adrian)

Zac's P.O.V.  

I groaned as Mike kicked the closest locker he could find. Great, I have the best teacher in the world next (note the sarcasm.) The second bell rang, telling us to get to class or else we would be really late (Ms. Yicker hated when we were even the slightest bit late.)  

When I got to math class the room looked nothing like any of the other rooms in the senior building. It was bigger and there was math test and math this and math that all over the walls. The walls were all still white but, there were big, fat, glittery letters all over them to try and cover it up. "Your all late" said Ms. Yicker.  

That was the first thing she said to me. Ever. I wasn't a 'hello' or a 'hi. What's your name?' And the way she said it was filled with such annoyance and venom. I turned my head and looked to see how many people were behind me. (There were only 3) I turned my head back around to see if there were any open seats. Then a smile crosses my face as I see Minikin with an empty seat right beside her. I start to walk over to the desk.  

"Wait. What's your name?" ordered Ms. Yicker, putting her hand firmly on my chest to stop me. She was still looking down at her late sheet. "Um, Zac Blumenthal" I said and looked down at her sheet. My name was third on the list. (And she still couldn't find it.)  

"It's right there" I said and pointed to my name on the sheet. "Ok, go find a seat" she said moving her hand away from me and putting a checkmark beside my name. The smile that was on my face earlier was back on my face as I sat down beside Minikin. She turned her head and her eyes widened. "Fuck" she said, loud enough so that the whole class turned and looked in our direction.  

Carmen's P.O.V.  

"Fuck" I said a little too loudly. The whole class turned and looked in my direction. Zac Man Whore was now in 3 of my classes! He smiled at me, "Nice to see you too Minikin" he said. "Who just swore in my class room?" thundered Ms. Bitch. I gulped as Tina (the school's shortest person) said, "Carmen Anderson did."  

"Whoever Carmen Anderson is, she better get herself a piece of paper because she has extra math homework tonight" said Ms. Bitch looking around the room. I sunk down in my chair as I got a piece of paper out. Carey was on my left and Zac was on my right smirking at me as I wrote down the extra math that she (already) put on the board.  

When I was down writing them all down my hand started to cramp. "That's a lot of questions" said Zac leaning over my shoulder to look at the math questions. There were almost 75 math question that took up 3 and a half page. (And that was only the extra math homework I had.) "And whose fault is it that I have to do them all? Alright, yours" I said under my breath. He smirked again just as Ms. Bitch went to the front of the room.  

"Ok class. I know the school year already started and that this is our first math class and to make up for lost time-"the class groaned already knowing what was coming next before she even said it. I kept quiet as she finished the rest of her speech as Tina and John handed out a math sheet. Well, I thought it was until I got one myself.  

"Hurry up class! The faster you sit in you right seat the faster we can start the math." She clapped her hands together as everyone grabbed their stuff and went to their right spot. I hated assigned seats. I hated where I sat in Mr. Nuckler's class and I was going to hate where I sat even more in Ms. Bitch's class.  

"We sit beside each other for 2 classes? Wow, this was so fixed" said Zac taking his seat beside me. I nodded my head and balled my hands into fists under my desk. Zac was known for coping answers from whoever he sat beside in math (and French, science, bio, and soon to be English.) I looked around the room until I found where Carey was sitting. She was sitting beside the girl she hated the most. Tina.