I don't even know what to think anymore. Did she?... Is she? Ugh! so many questions are coming to mind. I shake my head. Ugh okay. I walk over to the receptionist lady and she asks me my name and hands me the new schedule for the term. I grab it and toss a quick 'thank you' at her and walk a couple of steps to where I can look at what order my classes are in and what days I have free. It turns out I have Wednesday free and half of Monday. I was scrolling down up the page to see what i've got now and wait... no! It can't be! They... th-th-they took me out of Miss Daniels' class. No! I have this dick of a teacher instead. I run. When I say i'm running, i'm not joking. I'm going full speed to her. When I get there i'm breathless but I still manage to blurt out "Look at what group you've got first today." She looks at me weird but looks anyway and replies.
"Oh how fun i've got to deal with you this early in the morning" she says playfully while smiling.
"No you don't" I say matter of factly.
"What do you mean? Thats your group" she mutters while bunching her eyebrows together and pulling her glasses down to check the computer once more.
"Look at your student list" I say angrily because I really just want to get to the bottom of this.
"Omg, wait what i've had you for a year already... oh my... i'm so so so sorry Natalie" she said all at once but not rambling.
"I know right , how can they even do this they know I have anxiety and this isn't going to help. You know I don't use it as an excuse, its actually a thing thats going to ruffle up my life and... wait why are you sorry?" I whisper shout and question why I didn't notice sooner that she apologised.
"Um well... now i'm looking at who has been moved out of my class, I know why they moved you. So the the head of the department asked who is the best behaved students in my class and it seems that he was asking so he could move you to Mr Hartley's class because of his request. I should have seen this coming ... I am so so sorry" she explained looking genuinely upset. Jeez no matter how much I hate the fact i'm in Mr Hartley's class now, I can't stay angry at her, she is too cute, so I just roll my eyes playfully.
"Hey, at least you don't have to cope with me anymore" I said trying to make light of the situation i'm in.
"Ugh you were one of the only ones who would help put the books away after class" she admitted giggling.
"Oh wow, glad to see that all you'll be missing is my tidying skills" I muttered out playfully, I honestly don't know where my confidence came from but I like it. Must be because I know i'm probably not going to see her anymore so her reaction will effect me less.
"Ugh, but seriously though, I wish I could transfer you back in but my class is full now that all of Mr Hartley's less intelligent students are in my class" she says while sipping the rest of her coffee.
"Hey, it's okay. He can't be that bad can he?" I asked afraid of the answer. She looked at me as if she felt sorry for me... well that is just great isn't it. How the fuck am I going to cope. Before she spoke again, she grabbed her travel coffee mug and handed it to me.
"I'm not going to talk bad about my colleagues but here take this, you'll need it." She whispered while giving me a small smile.
"Ugh, No offence but i'm going to look like a weirdo with a travel mug soo..." I admitted only a tiny bit serious. Hey! I have new students to impress so don't judge.
"Jeez... here you go" she moaned playfully while tipping the contents of the travel mug into the empty Starbucks cup and handed it to me. It turns out it was a mocha, I haven't had one in ages so I was actually thankful.
"Thanks, I better go before he kills me" I smile while I say this and so does she. I take off sipping my mocha and walking towards Mr Hartley's class. When I get there I see rows and rows of 'spophs' as we called them back in high school. Im complicated you see whenever it comes to school. I'll apply myself 100% into the lesson but it doesn't mean i'll get the work right. Now Mr Hartley teaches the opposite, belongs you are quiet and get your work completely correct he is happy. I honestly don't know how i'm going to survive a whole semester like this. Miss Daniels has never had a student who has disliked her unlike Mr Hartley. Walking into the classroom I spot the back row filled with students that where switched out from other classes. I sit next to this boy who looks just as worried as I am. I sit down and sip my mocha.
"Hey" wait who the fuck said that ? Oh yeah new class ... I turn looking for who's voice it could have been and I see this boy. He's about 6 foot with long ginger hair and blue eyes. Fuck sake why do I have a thing for ging-
"I said hey" the mystery boy repeated himself. I thought this was quiet rude but lets be honest this how I talk to people so who am I to judge?
"Hey, Im Natalie" I mutter out wanted to speed the conversation up so I can find out who this angel of a boy is. Wait! Did I just say that?
"Im Kody"
"Nice meeting you Kody, did you get moved into this class too?" I ask going back and for talking to him.
"Nah i've always been here i'm actually Mr Hartley's favou-" He started and then got cut off.
"Miss Jones stop distracting my star student, I was told you were well behaved" he basically shouted. Great. There goes my chances at being liked.
"He does that to everyone, don't worry about it" Another voice whispered.
"Great" was all could reply with.
Our lesson began and I just frantically took notes and sipped coffee until...
"MISS JONES WHO TOLD YOU STARBUCKS OR ANY COFFEE FOR THAT MATTER IS ALLOWED IN MY CLASS ROOM-" he was screaming. I couldn't hear anything else because I tuned out. I did what I always did I. I sat there and held my breath trying not to let my thinking and his voice get to me. I counted 10, 20 ,30 seconds. He stoped but I couldn't. 1 minute. 2 minutes. 5 minutes. Shit not agai-
DARKNESS.
"Natalie... sweetie are you ok" I hear the campus nurses voice. I shake my head yes. She knows by now I cant speak after these things so she hands me sticky notes and pencil.
"I'll be back soon ok sweety?" I write 'ok' and try to rest my eyes when the door opens.
"Hey nurse can I look for a bandage in here please" I know that voice anywhere. Its Miss Daniels. I look up and write 'its ok' on a post it note and hand it to her.
"Go on then honey" the nurse says leaving.
"Hey, I saw what happened and came to see if your ok. This is all my fault. Im so sorry" she said pushing her manicured fingers through her hair. I write 'don't worry its fine, i'm fine' and pass it to her.
"Hmm it's not. I wish I could transfer you back into my class" she replies. I write 'do it'. It doesn't take her long to reply.
"They will think it's favouritism, I can't" she admitted all I could write was 'please'.
A/N~ I have a few things to say here. First sorry again for the long wait , this chapter took a lot of time and effort plus I had writers block. I'm still not loving this chapter. Secondly i'd like to thank @KalliEdwards1 for helping me with a part of this and foe helping my writers block. Last, I just want you guys to know that the wait wont be as long because i've already decided what the next few chapters are gonna be and I might switch POV and do less dialog. As always thanks for reading my shit xox
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Falling For Miss Daniels (gxg) (teacherxstudent)
RomanceMiss Daniels is everywhere. She is unavoidable, not that I would want to avoid her. Well maybe it was for the best? Who am I kidding these urges are taking over. All I can think about is how her lips would feel on mine. ****************************...