Spotted| BWWM

Silas

The bell rung and before I knew it students started pouring in. I was fine being alone now I have to deal with disgusting humans.

Even though I picked the farthest seat to the back with the dim lighting people still found a way to bother me. I isolated myself for a reason.

Everyone was talking about their summer break with their friends while I sketched a new tattoo idea in my notebook.

I heard one of them say that they went to heaven during the summer. I looked up and did my signature what the fuck face.

Someone always tries to one up people but says the dumbest things ever.

For my summer break I took Jordan to and from ballet class, the movies, the zoo, and the carnival. I basically took her anywhere she wanted. This summer was all about Jordan just like every other summer.

The late bell rung ten mintues ago and the teacher still haven't arrived. She gets paid to teach just for her to come late while I come here early for free. I had her my freshman year and she did this everyday.

Exactly thirty minutes later she walked in with Starbucks coffee and a bag of food in her hands.

"Sorry I'm late class. I'm Mrs. Sanchez your language arts teacher. After I get situated I'm going to call the roll"

Everyone nodded their head and got back to talking. I was day dreaming about eating a juicy fat burger for some reason.

Her 'getting situated' took about fifteen minutes because she was on the phone gossiping about another teacher after she put her things away.

This lady doing everything but her got damn job. I'm just trynna graduate and get the hell outta here.

After she was finnaly done spreading lies she picked up the attendance sheet. She was about to talk when the door opened.

In walked a girl with red hair and the girl I saw this morning with the beautiful skin.

Hands down she was the best looking girl in this class. And she dressed better than them too.

"You guys are almost an hour late. Since it's the first day of school I'm not going to give you guys detention but, next time I won't hesitate"

They nodded their heads and took the two empty seats that was in front of the class.

This Mrs. Sanchez lady is the teacher and she came in late too. She even started spreading tea with the person that was on the phone with her. So who's gonna give her a detention?

While she was calling the roll I found out that her name is Nevaeh Johnson. A pretty name for a pretty girl.

When she got to my name I just raised my hand. She was looking down at the paper so she didn't see me. She called me about three more times. I just leaned back and waited for her to notice that my hand was up.

"Mrs. Sanchez Silas doesn't talk. He's back there just mark him here"

"Well he has to say here for me to mark him here. How do I know you're not covering for him?"

"Whatever saggy titty ass bitch"

I heard the girl whisper. I quietly laughed to myself as I saw the lady sigh to herself. She deserved it though. I was obviously raising my hand but she didn't care to look up.

"If you must know my boobs aren't saggy"

"We can see them massaging your knees right now"

"Are you calling me a liar?"

"I ain't calling you a truther"

"Whatever. I'm too mature to be arguing with a seventeen year old"

Says the lady that just wasted five more mintues arguing with the girl. At this point I just think she's stalling so she won't have to do her job.

"Now that we've established that Silas Wesley is here I would like to give you your assignment. This is going to be a get to know me type thing. I will pair you up with your partner in just a moment"

I'm upset.

This lady really just took a break. She literally just sat at the desk and started texted. She let out a few giggles as she reads over the text. I guess three mintues of talking wore her out.

School is already stressful and now I have to deal with Mrs. Saggy titties. it's gonna be a long year.

After she was done on her phone she finnaly got off her ass and started to pair people up.

I'm thinking that this lady had everything planned out when it comes to the partners but I was wrong.

She just looked at the attentence roaster and called out the names of the people she thought was cute together. I literally heard her mumble that.

"Last but not least Nevaeh and uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Silas"

Now I she's just pulling names out her ass. Their is no way a girl like Nevaeh would go for a guy like me. I could tell we're complete opposites.

Nevertheless Nevaeh turned around and offered me a smile. My face stayed straight. I don't remember the last time I smiled.

When the teacher finnaly announced that we could go to our partners I waited for her to come to me. I'll be damned if I have to sit in the front where all the light and the most human contact is.

She picked up her bookbag and made her way to me. Once she sat down she dug through her bookbag and took out a piece of paper.

"Since I know you don't talk you can use this piece of paper. I know you don't want to write our conversation on the same book as those beautiful drawing"

She's right. I wasn't gonna do that. I was just planning on nodding my head yes or no.

When everyone got into their pairs Mrs. Sanchez passed around a work sheet that had a whole bunch of personal questions on it.

But some were just stupid.

What time do your partner wake up? What do they usually eat for breakfast? Do they snore when they sleep? This lady is unbelievable.

"So Silas, what's your favorite color?"

Black. What's yours?

"Pink" I could tell that by the outfit she had on.

"Do you have any siblings?" I asked her.

"Yes, a little devil named Myra. How about you?"

"A little sister names Jordan"

And the rest of the class goes on like that. Just us asking each other questions and writing down the answers.

I've leaned a lot about her. Her parents are lawyers, she has a thing for boy bands, and she has a crazy shoes collection. She said she's a sneaker head, whatever that is.

The bell rung signalling us to go to second period. I quickly got up and left the classroom.

Nevaeh looks like a good person and all but, I'm going to have to keep my contact with her to a minimum. I haven't gotten close to anyone my age since my parents left and I'm not gonna start now.

You never know when a person is going to decide to up and leave. If the people who gave birth to me left what makes you think that she'll stay?