All through math, which was second period, I worried about my little secret. I really thought I'd bend over, and someone would see up my skirt.
"Rebecca, what did you get for number five?" Mrs. McKellar asked.
"Number five? Uh," I looked down at my paper. "321 and a half."
"Explain."
"Uh.."
"Up at the board."
"Uh...." I stood up as my heart beat faster and louder. I copied what was in my paper onto the board.
"Rebecca, that's," she cleared her throat.
"Wrong, I know. I can't do anything right."
"Rebecca, can I see you and Helen after class?"
"Me?" Helen looked up.
"Yes. Thank you, Rebecca."
I sat down, relieved I didn't have a slip.
After class, Helen and I went up to the desk.
"Rebecca, I can tell you don't get algebra. Did anyone help you last year?"
"No, Ma'am."
"How'd you do?"
"I came out with a B. Only cause of extra credit projects and such."
"Helen, you did well last year, did you not?"
"Yes, Ma'am, I got an A."
"Do you mind helping Rebecca?"
"No, Ma'am, not at all!"
"Good. Rebecca, how do you feel about that?"
"Anything that keeps me from failing."
"Good. You two are responsible enough to handle working after school hours, aren't you?"
"Yes, Ma'am." We said together.
"You may go now."
We left and Helen asked me, "How cool is it that we get to work together?"
"Very. And after we're done with our homework, we can get some riding in."
"Oh, goodie!!" She clapped her hands. "See ya at lunch, Becky."
"Bye."
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After lunch was gym class.
When I got outta the shower from gym class, I couldn't find my underwear. I got super nervous; Where is it?
"Helen? Have you seen my undies?"
"What were ya wearing?"
"A tanga," I whispered.
"Ooh. No, I haven't seen them."
"Help me find em."
"Becky, we're gonna be late, just go commando."
"Eww."
"Come on."
"Mmmmmfine." I threw on my skirt and hurried upstairs.
Next class for me was journalism-my elective. I was very cautious about my secret. I did not want anyone to see my rear. It might be nice to let the leather clad bad boy see— no, Becky!! Stop it! We had plastic seats, and I felt extremely sweaty and uncomfortable.
"It's a beautiful day outside," mr. Dylan said. "Let's have class out there." We all followed mr. Dylan to the flag poles. The class started laughing and I wondered why. Then I looked up at the flag pole....
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I'm In Love With A Rebel
FanfictionThis is my second attempt at a FH high school fanfic. This time, Becky is the new student at Bayview High, and she has just befriended a girl and her best friend, who introduce her to her soon to be bestie. Becky loves it at Bayview high, even more...
