'RING! RING! RING!' You hear your alarm begging you to wake up. You sit up with a groan and stretch, cracking your joints and bones. Today was your first day at summer school, only because you stupidly failed math. You hated your teacher and you wanted her to know it. You let out a sigh and stand, making your way to the dresser to grab your clothes.
You search through your drawers for something you like. You pick out your black lingerie and an outfit.
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You slowly put your clothes on and grab your phone, earphones and keys. You live alone and own your own motorcycle and car. You walk downstairs and make a bowl of breakfast. After slowly eating and a lot of grumbling, you make your way to your door and step out.
~FIRST P.O.V.~
'I really don't want to do this.. I know math very well but I hated that bitch, and I really wanted her to know it.' A smirks spreads it's way onto my face as I remember those memories from my school year. I lock my door and get into my car. My math notebooks, book and pencils are in my book bag, in the back seat. I start the car and pull out of the driveway. It takes about 10-15 mins to get there and drive into the woods where it's it's almost hidden. I park the car in an empty parking space and shut it off. I sigh. "I DON'T want to do this.." I complain. I take a step out of the car and lock the doors.
I stare at the yellow doors of the 'school house'. I casually walk to the doors and push them open, step and spot my 'teacher'. He was wearing a green turtle neck with blue jeans and one long bit of hair. I stared up and down at his form. ' he's about 5'9..slight muscle..has a weird smirk..yup this should be safe!' I think with sarcasm.
"Hello! Welcome to my school house! I'm Mr. Baldi, your teacher." He says with a happy tone. "Sup." Is all I say to reply. "It is not time for class so have a small look around!" He smiles and watches me. "K, I'll be right back, I forgot my bag." I say as I walk out of the 'school' and to my car. ' I should just leave now..' I think as I unlock the back door and grab my bag.
' but what would be the fun in that?' I think as I walk back inside. About five minutes later the bell rings and I walk into a class with the numbers '99' on the door. '99? Huh..' I think as I look at the door and walk in.
Well there we have it, The first page! I hope you enjoy and leave a vote for the story, Bye bye peeps!
