In love with my teacher//Raulson

Chapter 4

I was ready, I was confident.  I marched out of the bathroom and took a deep breath. I was more than ready, probably the readiest  I would've ever been.

*Ding ding ding,* fuck.

"What the hell??!" I said looking up at the clock and it read 7:28, that was the two-minute bell.

If I wasn't one more tardy from detention, I would've just skipped, but I couldn't handle another detention.

I looked back to see my best friend just standing there on her phone like she had nowhere to be.

"What are you doing, did you hear the bell?!" I asked.

"Yeah, so?" She said, staring back down at her phone scrolling down her insta and chewing her gun profusely.

"What's so interesting on that damn phone?" I asked.

"Well, I saw that Cardi finally posted her baby, but obviously that was fake," she said, rolling her eyes.

She was always focusing on the wrong things at the wrong time. *Ding ding ding,* shit I'm late again.

"I got to go," I said.

"Okay," She said, still looking at her phone.

When I finally got to the math room I opened the door softly and hurriedly walked to my seat, hoping the old man wouldn't remember the multiple I've been late to his class in the past week. But there wasn't any point in hoping, teachers always remember that type of stuff but seem to forget everything else.

"You're late again, Ms.Rabe." He said, lowering his head and looking at me through the crack of his old-man glasses.

"Yea..my bad," I said.

He went over to his attendance chart and looked at it. "That makes three tardies, do you have a pass?" He asked, writing a detention slip, already knowing the answer to his question. 

There was silence. "That's what I thought," he said, walking over to my seat and slapping down a detention slip. Fuck.

Sarah's POV.

I couldn't sleep last night, it was my first day as a real teacher and the only thing I had on my mind was trying not to fuck up on my first day. 

Once I was fully awake I got up, showered, and tried to pick an outfit that didn't look too inappropriate or hid my body shape as much as possible.

Once I tried on the one-millionth outfit I looked at the clock and it showed I had less than 20 minutes to get to the school.

I looked back at the mirror and realized that it was by far the worst outfit I'd tried on that day: It almost revealed everything I had. But I didn't have time to change. I grabbed my purse and keys and scrambled out of the door.

 I finally pulled into the schools parking lot and studied the school for a minute.

Briarcliff High. It didn't look much like a high school, more like an Asylum. *wink, wink*~Dominique. I walked into the doors of Briarcliff and my breath was taken.

Though on the outside it looked like a mental hospital, the inside was remarkably beautiful. The school was clean, like really clean, it had a beautiful glass chandelier hanging above the entrance and the floors were a white and grey marble pattern.

I didn't realize until I was inside that I had to pee. I only had time put on makeup and get dressed. I walked up to the front office and asked where the bathroom was and all the woman did was point a finger.

Super helpful. Since I was on my own on finding the bathroom, I took a deep breath and wished myself luck.  As I left the main office a rather beautiful girl entered the school.

She had blue-greenish eyes that were deep in color but popped as if they were a lighter blue than they really were. She had blonde hair with brunette streaks, she had thin lips that looked super satisfying to kiss—my better judgment cut me off. Woah, she's a student, you shouldn't be thinking about that type of stuff, I said to myself.

I  stood there and stared for a good 30 seconds but she never saw me, thank god. I shook my thoughts off and began my journey to find the restroom. Once I finally found it, I rushed into one of the small stalls and did what I had to do.

Once I was finished I left the stall and caught a glimpse of myself. I began to fix my hair but was abruptly interrupted by the same girl that I saw earlier. I turned back and watched the girl as she rushed into the stall. As soon as the door closed and locked, all heard were cries.

I waited for a moment and contemplated but came to the conclusion that I should try and help. I stepped towards the stall.

"Are you okay in there honey?" I asked.

"Fine, thanks," she replied, mashing her words together.

I waited a few more minutes and heard her muffled sobs. "Obviously you're not," I said.

A couple of minutes passed before a girl walked into the bathroom. She flashed me a smile and walked up to the stall that the crying girl was in.

"Let me in," She said to her. The girl opened the door and as soon as her friend was in there she started to break down again.

"Awe, my poor baby, tell me what happened," Was the next thing I heard.

She started speaking words that I couldn't really make out but it seemed as if her friend understood everything.

Not wanting to leave before I knew everything was alright,  I stood there and waited. It might have been creepy but I couldn't bear knowing I left a girl alone crying when I could've helped. I suppose she wasn't alone though.

"That asshole thinks that females are just something to play with." Was the next thing her friend said. 

She's crying over a boy, which could possibly mean that she's straight, shit.

I heard the girls whispering to each other. Was it about me? As soon as that thought left my mind,  the stall unlocked and they left the stall at the same time. Almost like they were racing to see who would get out the fastest.

"Are you okay sweetheart ?" I asked, stepping towards the paralyzed girl; a little scared she would pounce on me. But she said nothing, just stood there and stared as if I was an alien.

About 25 seconds passed and she was still staring.

"She's fine, I'm sorry," her friend said, as she grabbed her hand and dragged her out of the bathroom. That whole time, her eyes never left mine, neither did mine leave hers.

I finished getting my hair together and finally left the bathroom, only to be greeted by the same girls. Both were looking at me but of course, my eyes went straight to the one with the eyes. I paused for a second to give the girl a friendly smile and she tried to smile back but there was so much popcorn in her mouth that I couldn't even see her teeth.

It was too cute, I couldn't help but let out a chuckle. I started back on my way to my classroom, room B34. I entered the classroom to be greeted by a pleasant smell, I took in that smell and breathed back out, here we go.