Chapter 2

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~~~Time Skip~~~

It's already been a few weeks of being alone in Mr Pope's class. You set limits from how he got close to you. But today, was a miracle. You got a new home room teacher and a new schedule. Luckily your band class didn't change. You also got Mrs Patrylo as your second period!

You wanted to scream in joy, but you didn't want to wake Mr Pope. You packed your stuff and ran out, going to your new home room teacher, Mrs Conoly. And you weren't alone this time. There were a lot more students in this class. You couldn't hide your grateful smile. You sat down at a seat next to this girl, setting your bag down under your table. She turned to you.

"Heya! I'm Roxie! You must be Lee?" she asked.

"Yeah," you replied. Roxie narrowed her eyes at you, studying you.

"You look a little suspicious, why are you so happy?" She asked.

"Well I just got saved from Mr Pervert's class," you joked. Roxie burst out laughing.

"Yeah, Mr Pope is a perv. Have you seen how much he stalks you?"

You froze. He stalks you? Where? At home? While your sleeping? IN THE SHOWER?

You asked those questions to Roxie. She just shrugged.

"How am I supposed to know? I'm not a stalker."

Seems understandable.

"From now on I'm covering my bathroom window up....." you said. Roxie started laughing again.

"Have you also heard about that kid Riley?" Roxie asked. This interested you.

"Yeah... he's my friend," you said.

"He is? Wow. You're pretty lucky. A lot of girls have a crush on him. And if they hear about you being his friend, well you may be in really big danger."

You cringed. Either your interest in boys is a total disaster, or you're blind. Cause the girls that have a crush are popular, and you knew Riley wasn't really that popular.

"Anyways," Roxie cleared her throat. "Who's your favorite teacher?"

"Mrs Patrylo." You replied. Roxie smiled.

"You have a crush on Rileyyyyy," Roxie chanted. You frowned.

"I do not!"

Roxie gasped. "Or are you attracted to Mr Pope?! So hard to choose, isn't it?" She leaned in.

You leaned back a little, laughing. She was just joking.

"What do you like to do for fun?" You asked Roxie. Roxie wide eyed you.

"Oh my god you finally started a conversation," she whispered. You burst out laughing.

"I like to play in the snow," she added.

"I like to draw and play my Oboe (yes the instrument you play is the oboe please don't get mad if you hate that instrument I play it irl and I can't come up with any others you guys might like), not to mention I also ride my horses (I ALSO RIDE HORSES)," you replied.

"Woah you ride horses?! AND play the hardest instrument?! You sure are talented, Lee, I'm really impressed," Roxie said, pulling out her flute.

So she was in band too. You pulled out your oboe.

"Wow Mrs Briefcase. Nice case ya got there. Looks really professional."

Mrs Briefcase. You already know that you and Roxie are going to be amazing friends.

Suddenly, Mr Pope burst in, and his facial expression was furious.

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