My Divergent Teacher

Chapter One

Authors Note: 

Shiloh is in the picture---------->

This is Shiloh's Outfit for the day. http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=134275895

I jumped out of bed, heart racing. I knew I was late for school. Fuck me. I groaned and looked at the Black Veil Brides clock. 7: 25 AM. I have to be at school by 7:30 or i'm considered late. I took a breath and I ran my hand through my hair, and squealed when I hit some knots. Great now I got to fucking shower. I bit my lip and rose and went to the bathroom.

Closing the door behind me, I turned the light and fan on then walked to the mirror. My mind flooded with the dream I had that night. It was a usual and common dream for me to be having. I have it everynight I guess. My fingers trailed along my Beats Pill speaker, as I turned it on with a long yawn. I grabbed my iPod and turned on some music. Shower by Beckie G played. 

Once I got out of the shower, i patted my body down with a towel, and then I walked to my room bare ass naked. I closed my door and put my bra and panties on, before running a brush through my hair and drying it with a blow dryer. 

After I got my hair situated, I got my make up done which consisted of heavy eye liner, and mascara. Then I went for my outfit. For a top, I put on a Punk Spine Top, and for shorts I chose my studded babe shorts, along with my converse wedge sneakers, and Rage Cage Hobo bag. For accessories I chose an arrow for my industrial, and a gas mask pendant. 

"Shiloh! Fuckin' christ you're late!" I heard from outside my room. That's Zelda, my room mate. She's so pretty, and she's around my age. I put my headphones on my iPod and slipped it under my shirt, and put my iPod in my pocket, wrapping the headphones around my neck and hiding the cord in my hair. Phones aren't allowed in our school.

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I hung my bag over my shoulder and walked into the school. Everyone was in their classes already. I looked at my phone, it read 7:50. I turned my music down so it was low enough that I could just hear it. I'm always searching for Serenityy. I sang to myself quietly as I got a pass from the office and read the schedule board. "Today's Classes are: 1,2,3,4,5,6" So it read as a Day One. Our school does a rotating schedule. I ran my tongue along my lips and walked to my class. Which was Zoology/Environmental Science. All over facebook, it said that our teacher Mr. Bojangles, had a highly allergic reaction to something and had a heart attack or something. So I don't expect him to be here. 

When I walked in though the door, I was blown off my feet. Not literally, but mentally. This substitute, was phenomenal. He had spiked brown hair, tan sexy skin, and grey eyes. He wore a grey collared shirt with the arms rolled up, a darker grey tie, a very dark pair of jeans, and what seemed to be vans. My eyes scanned over his entire body. He most definetly worked out, and he was healthy. 

"Um.. can I help you?" I heard him say. I blinked a few times at his husky voice, before shaking my head and walking to him, handing him my late pass. His fingers just barely touched me, and I felt weird. 

"I-I'm late. Sorry Mr uh.." I had to learn his name.

"Cooper. Mr. Cooper." He said for me and I could see his eyes trailing my body. I shook my head and went right to my seat. I've never seen a teacher look as authentic and yummy as him. I bit my lip as I felt his gaze linger. 

"Okay, class I am I Mr.Cooper. Your previous teacher.. will no longer be teaching. The board decided to disinclude him from our school. But we'll be having fun. So for today, i'd like to say that this will be a clean day. A fresh start for you. I went to school at Harvard, and I grew up in the North. I'm 25." Mr. Cooper said, and looked around at the class. "Any questions for me?" He asked.

In an instant, all the plastics in the class rose their hands. Plastics are the school sluts. If you've seen the movie Mean Girls, you'll understand. Mr. Cooper pointed to Caroline.

"Um like, are you single?" She asked in a high pitched voice. I made a disgusted sound and rolled my eyes. She always hits on teachers, and other girls's boyfriends. She gave the whole football team a fucking hand job. 

"Haha, yes. But I don't go for girls who tend to get around." Mr. Cooper said. Everyone in the class laughed thier asses off as Caroline looked dumbfounded and pissed off. Ohh shit burrn! Haha Score one for Cooper.

"Any other questions?" He asked then pointed to Oaffie. Oaffie is the go to guy for any type of illegal substance.

"What type of teacher are you?" Oaffie asked. Mr. Cooper tilted his head. I don't think he understood what Oaffie was getting at. "Like are you strict, a bitch, a dick, a silenced one or some shit?" Oaffie explained.

"Oh. Ha, well i'm here to be your friend. There's going to be some students.. who don't like me, and others who do." Mr. Cooper said as he glanced at me. I averted my eyes to his vans. "Anyways, class. Time for assignment time. What you're going to do, is look in your books or on your phones for an animal to do research on. You're going to map out how it gets food, and how it survives. If it's a social pack animal or non social, then you're going to explain how it lives like that. You'll make a diagram, powerpoint, or poster. We'll work on them for the rest of the week." He said. 

I would chose the British Columbia wolf. I relate to them.. and.. my proffession deals with wolves. I love the structure of the wolf. I'll do that.. everyone says i relate to them, anyways. 

"We all know what Shiloh's doing. A fucking a cow haha Want to know why Mr. Cooper? Because she is a cow!" Caroline said, some people laughed. It was getting old. 

"Well at least i'm not a dolphin, you know humping everything. Haha she's a crab!" I smirked. Everyone laughed, and Caroline ran off crying. "What a fucking pussy." I mumbled.

I glanced at Mr. Cooper and he had a glare on his face, directed at me, but then he smiled when he caught my gaze.

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One in a half hours later, the bell finally rings and everyone piles out the door. I was last in line, and I felt a striong hand on my shoulder. "I need to speak with you, alone." It was Mr. Cooper. I felt his breath on my neck and it made me shiver.

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