Hope and I walked together down the halls of our high school.
"My duddeee" Hope said nudging my arm.
"What mother" I replied holding my books to my chest.
"You know who's gonna be our history teacher this year righttt???" She mocked me.
"Shut up" I told her as we walked into our class.
She didn't shut up and continued our on going joke.
As she said it our history teacher walked in.
"Matthew fucking Cull"
I looked at her with a death glare that could kill as we took our seats. Right up front.
Mr.Cull started talked about history as he looked over the class, his eyes always seemed to find their way back to mine.
