The Bad Boys Little Tomboy

Chapter 13

Quote:
"I'm proud of my heart. It's been played, stabbed, cheated, burned and broken, but somehow it still works"

Chapter 13
Andrea's pov

Cheeseburgers.

That's the only thing on my mind right now. Oh, and fries. You can't have a cheeseburger without fries, can you? I think I'll need a milkshake too or maybe a diet coke since I might as well loose a couple pounds while I'm at it.

"ANDREA!" Mizz Gomez yells at me getting my attention.

"Present." I say thinking she was doing the register.

"Andrea, what is the answer to this question?" She asks once again pointing at the board.

"It's Andy." I say out of the blue.

"Huh?" She says looking at me with confusion.

"My name. It's Andy, not Andrea. It's like me calling you Mrs Anderson when really your name is Mizz Gomez since you lost that name the very minute you found out your husband was cheating on you." I tell her.

The entire classroom began to fill with "aaahs" and "ooohs".

"Just answer the damn question." She screams at me pointing at the board once again.

"Can you read it to me, I don't have my contacts in today?" I continue to annoy her.

"If you can't read it from there, then come up to the board and do the question." She motions me to get up.

I got up from my seat and walked to the board, more like dragged myself.

She handed me the piece of chalk whilst I took a look at the question on the board.

1/n sin x =?

I took a final glance at the question before I began to solve it, Andy style.

First I crossed out the 1/n so the question now looked like:

Sin x = ?

Then I crossed the "n" out so it looked like this:

Si x = ?

I joined the "i" and the "x" together making the question look like:

Six = ?

"And the answer is.....6" I say before handing her the chalk and took a seat in my chair.

Don't get me wrong, I know the answer but I just like to mess around with Mizz Gomez.

She's like one of those teachers whom everyone hates and if we had a chance to save Hitler over her, we would pick Hitler.

Luckily, she knows that I have an average GPA of 4.0, which means she doesn't complain as I am one of the brightest.

The bell rang telling me that I could get out of this class and quickly run to my locker to get my food.

I reached my locker and standing against it was Mia and Ethan, swapping saliva.