Bad-Ass (GirlxGirl)

Chap. 7

Lewis's POV.

Going to form was obviously a lie. Instead, I headed towards the toilets. Why the toilets? Because most people won't have a go at you for needing to pee.

"And where do you think you are going Miss Hunt?" Comes an old familiar voice."Shit!"

I slowly turn around to find the head of science, Mrs Hattings, looking down at me.

"Ohhh hey miss...did I tell you, that dress compliments your eyes." I sheepishly grin knowing she wouldn't fall for it, but hey it's worth a try.

"Really? Thanks Lewis! That's probably the nicest you have ever said to me...ever!" The teacher replies with sarcasm.

"Always for you miss" I put on a cocky grin, knowing I had won this one.

"Save the attitude for your form teacher fool. Also while you are at it, fix your uniform to." She said more strictly.

"Unfortunately my dearest form teacher won't be graced by my presence today, or any other day on the calendar. As for my uniform...my dog ate it." Best excuse in the history of excuses.

"Fortunately your dearest form teacher will be graced by your presence and we both know you don't have a dog so cut the crap we are going."

This woman pissed me off...a lot! Actually now I think about it we always had a bad relationship. She was the first teacher I directly swore at in my freshman year. Good times...

"Yeahhhhhhh...No. Not happening." I checked on my phone what time it was. "Oh look how fast the time flies when you have fun...it was pleasant talking to you Mrs Hattings, I'm discharging myself now so au revoir madam!"

Turning my heels, I casually walked further down the corridor. Suddenly, the hag held me by the arm pulling me to the direction of my form room. I wriggled trying to pull myself free but this woman had a damn strong grip!

"Stop resisting, you are only making things harder for yourself." She comments as she pulls me along.

"Sounds like you are trying to rape me when you say that." The older woman looks at me like I am nuts or something. "Just saying." I add making her further angrier.

"We are here."

"Your point is?"

"Get in...NOW!" She shouts, making a couple of people walking by give us funny looks.

I didn't have the time and effort to bother with Mrs Hattings I just marched into my form room, slamming the door behind me.

***

I could feel everyone's eyes on me as I had entered the room.

There was a young woman, probably in her early twenties, sitting at the teachers desk. Her figure was average. She had blonde straightened hair and curious hazel eyes. She cleared her throat before speaking:

"I-Is there anything I can help you with?" She stumbled on her words a bit. That's cute.

"Nope" I said popping the 'p'. "Not at all."

"Then why are you here?" She said, however this time with more confidence.

"Maybe because it's my form, genius."

"I-it is?" She seems taken back, but why the fuck should I care.

"Yeah...where is Mr Moobs?" I question, mentioning my form teacher.

"Mr Moobs? What are you talking about?" This person was obviously new here, I mean come on how did she not know who Mr Moobs was?! I decided to play along for now, either way, there was nothing better to do.