someone like you

One

Leila•

Here I was again at the same dreaded highschool I once went to, I wasn't here to return and fix this place or to go threw the hell I once experienced.

No I Leila Anne greene was here to sub for Ms. Conley's 11th grade class. Because Ms. Conley just so happened to be on vacation for the rest of the year. I was going to make that class hell

And it was going to be funny. I checked the list realizing my younger sister Franny would be in that class 2nd period Monday and Thursday

And today just happened to be a Thursday. Smiling my 'evil' smile as my sister calls it I grabbed my purse and walked towards the open class room door.

Setting up my desk I started filling out paper work and got the worksheets for the kids to work on.

Soon enough the bell went off and people started occupying the once empty room.

After my eyes scanned over the room and made sure no one was absent I stood, "my name is Ms. Greene and I expect to be treated with respect for the rest of the year" I spoke

"I-" my speech cut off from someone snorting as if to say 'ha sure' letting my eyes roam the room to search for the culprit, my 
Eyes stopping on a single boy in the back

"Mr. Jacobs do you have a problem?" I inquired he smirked "you really expect to be treated with respect?, your teaching a bunch of eleventh graders"

I rolled my eyes ignoring his snarky comment. "hey" someone gasp I furrowed my eyebrows and turned to face a freckled face girl

"are you a stalker?, you didn't even look at the paper and u know his last name!" she accused I looked back to the boy in the back row

Who was snorting with laughter
"I'm Mac's brother's friend" I say
Mac turns to look at me funny before correcting my sentence

"his ex friend." he stated rolling his eye I sighed "Ok class, the notes left by Ms. Conley say that you left off on, Page 356 you have a pop quiz, closed book"

The once quiet class was quickly filled with load groans and the sound of page's turning.

•a few hours later•

Bobbing my head to the slight sound of music coming from my earbuds I sighed loudly as I heard the loud sound of squeaky shoes approaching the class room.

Mr. Ross entered the room, he was a short man with a large beer belly, he had short brown hair on the sides of his head and a random strand of hair

Sticking up on the sides, he was a rough eighteen years older than me,  leaving him at the jaw dropping age 40, he didn't look 40 though,  he looked maybe 57ish

He had made it clear to me he was still available by saying the simple words of "don't worry darlin, I'm single and ready to mingle" he then tried to wink failing miserably.

Sighing I took my earbuds out and looked up "yes?" I asked he smiled a smile that made me uneasy.

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Sooooo did y'all like chapter one?