"What did Mr.Dolan want?"
"He is going to help me with my grades."
"Umm..aren't you the smartest person at this school?"
"Oh god no." I laugh and set my tray down
"Hmm....okay."
"I just act and think different."
Mr.Dolan walked into the outside caffeine and looked at me and bit his lip.
"Uhh..why is he looking at you?"
"He probably is looking to see what I'm doing."
He walked right pasted me tensed up.
"What is his problem?"
"He looks pissed!" Said Sam.
You could see his muscles through his button, his teeth grit, making me know something has pissed him off.
The bell Rings and I grab my book. The walk to next class was quite. Like no one was the halls but, I felt someone's eyes on me.
I knock on the closed door to my trig class and Ms.Brans was standing at the door.
"Why are you late?"
"I had to go to the office." I lie.
"Fair enough, set down."
Awww Ms.Barns, she is a 70 year old lady who has never been married but has a son that is drug addicted. So she is always an ass hole. She goes over her lesson but I have my mind on Mr.Dolan
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Teacher// Grayson Dolan
Fiksi PenggemarLexus, aka the teachers pet......that don't sound right. Published 4-1-18 Cover creds to me! All rights reserved unless you give me credit.
