Waking up after a night of less than innocent dreams about someone who is not supposed to be in your dreams isn't fun.
I stand up next to my bed feeling hot even though the autumn weather is fast approaching. If I close my eyes, I can picture Mrs Rocher in front of me and that should not be happening. Looking at the time, I have enough time to take a cold shower before school.
I shouldn't have to take a cold shower to rid my thoughts of my principal. This is not okay. What is wrong with me?
She's probably waking up next to her husband and kissing him good morning. Making him a cup of Earl Grey tea and bringing it to him and everything. That should be me! I want the tea.
But then again, I shouldn't want the tea. I can make my own perfectly good tea but for some reason I can't stop thinking about her tea. Maybe her tea is better than what I can make on my own. Everyone knows that having tea made for you is better than preparing it for yourself.
Damn, now I want tea.
First things first I need to shower. I walk slowly to my bathroom and drag my hand over my face after looking at the reflection of a literal goblin staring back at me. My mum always says I look like a goblin in the mornings.
I start the water, making sure it's slightly lower than room temperature before removing my clothes and stepping in, immediately getting chills over my skin. I actually kind of like cold showers. Don't get me wrong, warm showers are nice, but nothing compares to the rush of freezing water over your skin.
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At school, I walk in and instantly feel warm hands wrap around my waist. I roll my eyes and push Morgan away which gains me a complaining whine from him. He insists on linking arms with me whilst walking to our first hour.
We were texting in our group chat last night and comparing schedules. Morgan is in my first and second hours which is nice. If my mum needs the car to drive into town I can carpool with Morgan. Jodie has first hour off since she finished most of her credits already but she's in my second and fourth hours.
As we get into class I walk to the teacher and apologise for being absent yesterday. My excuse? Family vacation ran long because we missed the transport back from France. He waves me off and points to my designated seat, barely even looking up from his papers.
Morgan and I pretty much mess about the whole period, talking happily to each other from a few seats away. We only got reprimanded twice which is truly a miracle based on our behaviour.
In second hour, unluckily for the teacher, Jo and Morgan are sat right next to me. Jodie insists on being mature for the poor old woman but Morgan and I continue our joyful conversation from first hour about all different sorts of subjects. When the teacher is speaking, however, I listen to her just to make Jodie happy.
Lunch eventually rolls around and Em, Jo and Morgan are all at the table with me. I learned my lesson yesterday and actually bought some lunch today. A sandwich from the school shop and some crisps from the vending machine. It's not the healthiest but at least it's better than Emily who has a cookie and a soda.
My eyes move around the courtyard and I notice Mrs Rocher talking with the teacher who is meant to be on watch at the other side of the hall, looking straight at me.
I gulp down the food that was in my mouth and avert my gaze instantly, bringing my mind back to the conversation at hand. I'm really hoping she doesn't come over here. My friends already think she's into me which I know isn't true because, duh, she's married.
"You okay Ally?" Morgan asks, pausing the conversation to bring the attention to me.
"Yeah I'm just upset that Mrs Rocher is making me her personal assistant." I say with a groan, looking up at the dark haired woman who is still watching me.

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Games of Power and Prowess
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