Teacher | j.m z.h d.s

Chapter 27

I recommend playing Say Amen by Panic at the Disco on repeat

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Me and Skyla walked into the mall and once we went to our first store we jumped in excitement.

I would have never guessed that me and Skyla would be helping each other shop and gain our reputations together.  Just us.

We walked into pink and saw a few bras and underwear we loved. I mean we also found a few leggings and a few shirts but that doesn't matter.

"How does this look Skyla?" I say holding up a cropped hoodie that was tie-died. "Omg! I love it! I need one too! Probably won't look as good as you do in it, but I can give it a try." She says trying to find her size. "I bet you'll look good."

I say and she smiles pulling out her size.

We walk up to the the register and Skyla puts her things down. I stand behind her and wait till she pays.

"Put down you stuff Rilee," she says turning around while taking out her card. I shake my head. "No. It's fine i'll pay."

She takes the stuff out of my hand and puts it on the counter. "Hey! No i'll pa-" before i could finish my sentence she already paid.

The lady puts it in the bag and hands it to Skyla. "Here. Enjoy!" Skyla thanks her and we walk out.

"What was that for?!" I ask once we walk outside of the store. "Doing something nice for a change." she smiles and we continue to shop.

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Monday

I walk down the stairs and see my dad with no bags under is eyes, weird.

"Hey honey," my dad says not leaving my eyes, throwing the keys around in his hands.

"Heyyyyy? What happened to the bottles of— ya know." i stop at the bottom of the stairs. "Welllllll i decided that if you change, i'll change. I need to change." he states opening the front door. "Ready?" I nod.

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"Have a great day at school Rilee!" my dad says as he drives off. I turn around and see Skyla getting out of her car.

"hey sky!" i say walking over to her. "ooOoOoOooo! you looking hot today!"

"You don't look so bad yourself," i say as she puts her hand on top of where her heart is. "that hurt!" we laugh and walk into school together.

We walk in and everyone turns their heads towards us. Skyla had a pair of black high heels, a white dressy shirt, a black suit jacket to pair with the shirt and some dressy jeans. Oh not to mention she had a black gucci bag.

I was wearing ripped jeans from Hollister, a tie die shirt underneath a YEET! jacket, and a pair of black and white adidas on.

why does it seem that whenever someone dresses good or hot everyone seems to love you. but whenever you dress like yourself everyone seems to hate you, or you always dress nice.

i hear kids whispering but we ignore them. i heard and kid from the football team say "damn!" and cat calls us. i see jack that's on the football team look over and smile.

i smile back and look straight across from me.

i still hear some whispers like 'they only changed to get more dick'

even when you don't even try sometimes to look like a hoe, you end up being one somehow. i puss it off and keep walking.

i can't let this bullshit get to me, even if i try.

i walk into the bell rings and me and skyla keep walking at the same KWNDKW. skyla walks into her class and i keep walking.

i open the doors to my first hour and all eyes dart straight towards me. "late aren't we?" my teacher ask. "yeah." she gives me a look. "one tardy slip. next one you'll be counted as skipping." she states and i nod, not giving any flying fuck.

she starts the lesson.

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it was my 3rd hour and i get there early. i see jack come in and once he sees me and smiles and walks towards me. "so rilee. how did some shy girl turn into the schools biggest talk?" he ask smiling.

"i dunno. your gonna have to ask the person who started the talk," i shrugged.

"pretty sure that was you." he sternly told me. i looked up and saw him smiling. "no. i don't start talk about me," i said again.

"no what i mean is," he jumped into the seat right in front of me and sat down. "i mean that you started it by dressing like model. i mean all the guys on the baseball team was watching and i believe the football team was too." he smiled looking up from time to time; watching to see the people come in.

i smiled to myself. "well i mean i'm a slut. so why would anyone stare at me." i said sassily. jack gave me a look. "your not a slut though."

"people said last week that i was a slut and now everyone wants to get with me. what are the chances." i say throwing my hands in the air.

jack rolls his eyes. "you know my dad used to say 'you can't change yourself, but others can change you' " i gave him a weird look. "what do you mean?" i ask.

"oh. nothing, think about it," he says giving me a friendly smile and walking to his seat.

what does he mean by that?