Chapter 3

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Math was such a Drag. I totally hated it. Mrs. Naumann was so annoying. She had that airy voice that is so mean and stupid because you think she would be nice but NOT. I missed my older brothers. They moved in with my dad 4 hours away from here. They always get your panties in a bunch. They would of Ridden Mrs. Naumann's ass up the wall! And it didn't help that she put me next to the stupid UGLY boy in the room.

Mr. Justin himself.

It was horrible!

*flash back*

"Hello Miss, I'm new here. My name is-"I was interrupted by her.

"Oh Ms, Autumn Meadows. Nice taste to it. Do not interrupt me please. I am supposed to sign a paper no?" Mrs. Naumann's voice said.

"Blimey where are my manners, well yes nice to meet you Mrs. Nuamann?" I said unsure.

"It's pronounce Now Man. Are you Irish or British? I'm very confused." She asked.

"Oh both. I lived In Brittan for some time then moved to Ireland." I replied.

"Do you speak Irish?" She questioned.

"Yes." I said quietly.

"Let's hear it!"

"Is é ainm hello my Fómhar Meadows." (Hello my name is Autumn Meadows.)

"Wonderful wonderful! Okay raise your hand of you got a question." Mrs. Naumann said looking around.

Justin's hand shot up.

"Yes?" Said Mrs. Naumann.

"Can she say my name in Irish?" He said.

"It is the same Justin." I said annoyed.

"Then say Eagle Strike." He said crossing his arms.

"The book my Anthony Horowitz? I didn't know you could read." I said sarcastically.

"Whatever can you say it or not?" He said rolling his eyes.

"Stailc iolair." I said bored.

"That's enough. Now Autumn go sit...next to Kayla." She said.

I looked around to a girl raising her hand. She was really pretty with long blond hair. She was dressed in ripped skinnies with a band of Flyleaf on her shirt. Her eyes were blue I think and she was wearing a purple jacket with a hood that was a silver color. She had deep dark circles under her eyes indicating she hadn't get much sleep.

I walked down the aisle to her. I sat down looking at her. She turned her petite body to me. Her milky white skin seemed pale.

"Hello my name is Autumn. Nice to meet yew." Yew, Classic Autumn classic. Your accent is becoming a PROBLEM!

"Names Kayla. Let's talk at lunch. Right now I'm tired as fuck. Good day." She said quietly and then resumed her head to the right.

I looked at the gray desk awkwardly and then looked to see a very complicated problem on the board. I fiddled with my hands yawned. I put my head in my arms suddenly tired. I thought history did this to you.

"Psst" I heard. I looked up to see Mrs. Naumann staring at me hard. I looked at the board and shrugged. I looked harder and put my hands behind my head leaning back.

"Four twelve squared equals five thirteenth of an inch." I said. (I DUNNA PEEPS)

"Correct." She said grumbling.

"Good Job Autumn." I said sarcastically.

Everyone laughed and Mrs. Naumann looked at me hostility.

"Detention tomorrow Ms. Meadows." Mrs. Naumann said crossly.

"What whyyyyyy." I whined dragging the 'y'.

"DO NOT INTERRUPT ME AGAIN!!!" She roared. Everyone got quiet and Justin eyes got wide.

"What ever Bitch." I mumbled.

"What was that?" She said.

"I said I got an ICH!" I said sarcastically.

"Mrs. Naumann is a bitch." Said Kayla.

"You know what? Brenda switch seats with Autumn." Mrs. Naumann said rubbing her temples.

"But I wanna sit by Justin in the front!" A voice whined.

"I want to keep an eye on Ms. Meadows GO SIT NEXT TO KAYLA." Yelled Mrs Naumann.

I rolled my eyes and went to Justin.

"Hey bitch." Justin said crossing her arms.

"Teacher he's calling me mean names." I whined.

"BITCH WHORE SLUT UGLY NIGGER." He said laughing.

"FUCKTARD BITCH NIGGA BUTT NUGGET." I said.

"Butt Nugget?" He said laughing harder and then soon everyone joined him and Mrs. Naumann WAS STEAMING.

"DETENTION FOR BAD USE OF LANGUAGE AND YOU WILL HAVE DETENTION WITH MS. MEADOWS!" Mrs. Naumann roared stomping her feet.

"OK BITCH." I said angrily.

She looked at me so menacingly I sunk in my chair grabbing Justin's hand involuntary.

When she turned around I snatched my hand away embarrassed.

*End of flashback*

I do not like her. She was a natural Bitch.

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