I Am Not A Feminist I Am Just A Teenager (On Hold)

19. dangerous

English

I like English because English is good.

What the hell chithu? Seriously?

I like English because English is a strong language. It is a world wide stuff .

Uhh I am so weak in writhing essays. I should never say this, I am good and intelligent, it's because of this stupid teacher who gave me this stupid topic. Who would give an essay about English?

Yeah this lady does. Well what is her name again? Yeah miss. Andrew or something.l

I tore the page and started to bite my pen furiously.

"Are you hungry?" Asked the person next to me. I rolled my eyes at him. Wait him? I am freaking sure that it was a girl  who was sitting next to me.

I turned my head and started to find that girl.

"Where are you kitten ? Where are you?"I muttered to myself.

"Are you calling that girl who was sitting next to you or are you calling me?" He said with a smirk.

I don't think he does anything other than smirking. Does he atleast pee?  Ha what am I saying, he don't eat anything other than meat cuz meat is protein and thats what gym freaks eat. Huh! I think I am mad right now. Wow, me the most intelligent girl is FREAKINGLY crazy.

I rolled my eyes at him and looked at the teacher. She was scribbling vigorously on her note book. Actually being a teacher is pretty depressing in this century.

1 you have to calm the violent teenager.

2 you have to check your students marksheet and correct their blunders(maybe they don't correct the mistakes)

3 you have to hear the dirty words from the spoiled brats (cuz you can't order them around.)

4 your vocal cord would be shitfully hurt like a bitch.

Well there are advantages also ,like you can give detention classes for students and threaten them that its gonna be seriously utter boaring or you could bring a whip and smack those smartass kids or you could even be a bad teacher like in the movie bad teacher.

Man that's hell of a movie!

"That smile is pure evil" said the person next to me. What's his problem? I hate jerks and I can really see the future that we are not gonna get along in pretty good way.

"Says the one who smirks evily"

"Well that's not true my smirks are fucking hot"

I rolled my eyes and said " you are lucky that I am not in the mood to throw disputes and fuck"

He laughed at it. I stoped looking at my book and turned my head to look at him. I raised an eyebrow at him and then idly looked in front of me.

Fuck! Everyone was watching us. I got few stares, few death glares and few boared looks. Then I saw Miss. Andrew looking at us. She looked pissed. Uhh maybe beyond pissed.

"We like company so tell us what made you laugh" she said by gritting her teeth.

Really I must admit she is one of a kind because she has a beautiful voice. If I was a male species then I would have dated her.

Wait what? Scratch it.

"Nahhh! I am all good" and wicked at me. I just rolled my eyes.

I  looked at the students in front of me, they were still watching every move that we make. It was creepy like shit so gave them a look which is like stop-fucking-and-do-your-fucking-shit and acted like I am scribbling something on my book.

"You know you are really a bad actor" he said

"Shut up dick!" I snapped at him giving my death glare he just smirked.

I swear if he smirk one more time then I will seriously make a dish with his dick.

" I would love to get the recipie" he said still smirking. I am pretty sure that I didn't said it out loud. Maybe I did. It's not like I am gonna give a shit.

" okay here it goes its really simple but I don't know how it taste but I am sure it will taste great ."

He made a disgusting face which he tried his best to not show. I wanted to laugh at that.

" You want to know?" I asked him, this time it was me who was smirking like a pedophile. Okay maybe not like a pedophile.

"Nahh I think I will pass" he said not meeting my eyes. That's great. I mentally fistbumbed.

For some minutes he didn't uttered a word . He became busy writing something on his paper.Well me? Let's just say I wrote the word English in a very stylish way ,  I mean you know giving it effects like shadow and 3-D. Well that was what i was doing.

I know I am pathetic in writing.why can't this teacher give some other topic like fake people, family (that would be hilarious), global warming, demonatisation, corruption,or maybe school?

I swear if she would have given a topic based on schools or something , then my essay would have been the most fucked one.

Oh I hate schools!

"You know you are the most dangerous homosapien I have ever seen in ma life"

I looked right on his eyes and smirked a little" I know".

"You know why?"

" I dont wanna know "

" come on its not that worst."

"I said no then that means no"

He looked at me with an amused expression and shooked his head and began to scribble something on his book.

I looked at it carefully and saw a picture. He was drawing something.

Well it was just eyes. What the hell?

Eyes?

Huh okay?

I was about to ask his drawing but the bell rang. You know what? Just scratch that. Running from this hell hole is my first priority than anything else.

I immediately jumped from my seat and shoved everything to my 'WILDCRAFT' bag and dashed out from the stupid homeroom. I heard someone calling my name but I didn't gave any shit and ran towards the cafeteria.

I was the first person who came out from the class. Amused to myself, I walked to take a seat on the cafeteria table.