"YOU ARE FAILING THIS CLASS MISS EVANS, AND IF YOU DON'T TRY YOU DON'T GRADUATE."
It was Wednesday morning, a day that I really couldn't deal with. Ohh and also, it was filled with all my worst classes. I have no idea as to why I picked chemistry as a subject to study, I don't need it in Life and as my teacher just shouted, or should I add spat in my face about, I am going to fail this class.
The class is filled with smart people that I have no idea existed, and I'm pretty sure they all hate me because I have no interest In the class but whatever. Not my fault I missed a lot of class.
"Miss Evans!" the teacher exclaims and I almost grab his head and bang it off of the table.
"What!!" I shout and his eyes go wide with fury. I couldn't even hold It in anymore though like he has been shouting at me since I got in to the class room and it was starting to really get to me. plus it's early in the morning and he's being so fucking loud. Rude.
"Very well." he cleared his throat and continues. "since you decide to make no effort we will provide you with a tutor from This class, I suspect that will help." he nods his big fat head showing his stupid double chins and pushes his stupid fucking round glasses up his long fat nose and turns around on his heels. I despise this man, no wonder I'm failing. It's hard to pay attention in class when you have a teacher you hate.
He walks around the class for a little while, examining people and looking back and forwards between a pupil and I, as if listing all the good things about them compared to me. Not to forget he is probably mentally judging if they could deal with me or if they would end up in therapy by the end of the first session.
He stops in front of Michael and it's almost as if he knows about the fact we hate each other and that we have to stay away because a large grin that makes me want to smack him on the face, almost touches his ears. The teacher leans down quietly and says something to Michael that I can't quite make out. Michael looks at him with wild eyes, about to protest but the teacher only gives him a hard glare.
"Fine!" Michael exclaims and stands up, taking his bag and books with him making his way towards me. My heart starts to pound extremely fast as he gets closer. The closer he gets, the harder his glare turns.
"Move up." he states. I don't do anything, just stare at him In confusion.
It's like 2 minutes before he finally shouts louder.
"Move up!!" I jumped, getting a fright at his sudden out burst. Alexis let out a giggle, obviously enjoying how horrible Michael is being to me.
"Not that I want to, but I'm your tutor." he blankly stated and let out a huge sigh after it.
"No! this isn't happening! Sir!" I shouted halfway across the class.
"MISS EVANS." He made his way over to me so fast that it looked like he actually flew.
"One more word out of your mouth and you'll be In detention for the rest of your school life. UNDERSTAND?" he gritted his teeth.
"You and Michael will be together every Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday, it's your choice where you's study." he says calming down a little.
"Oh, and If I find out you haven't been letting Michael tutor you then I swear I will make sure you aren't aloud to return to this school." He finally walks away and I let out a shaky Breath I never knew I was holding in. What the fuck do I care if I'm not allowed back to school? The only downside would be not seeing Peter and Amy everyday, and the 100% chance that my parents would probably send me to boarding school. Fuck I can't get chucked out.
Michael smirks a little and I find myself wanting to run away from this class, run away from everything to do with Michael but he seems to be everywhere. I also want to smack him and his stupid little girlfriend so hard. The bell rings and I grab my bag slowly walking out of class.
"So..." Michael's voice is so close to my ear that I almost jump out of my skin.
"I'll see you for studying tomorrow is it?" he smiles smugly and I don't say anything, just stand there frozen.
"I know where you live, I'll stop by." And then just like that, he turns around and walks away.
Why the hell does he have to be so dramatic and how the fuck does he know where I live? He's loving every second of this.
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Fixing Lexi
FanfictionSince her sister died a tragic death, Lexi has never been the same. She is on the road of self destruction and if she continues the way she is, she will die. Through all the drugs and alcohol her parents have given up on her but when she meets the g...
