Society Killed The Teenager

Chapter 7

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Bee-

I slammed my hand down and hit the snooze button on my alarm.

"Morning already?" I groaned.

Once again I was trying to come up with an excuse not to go to work, but I couldn't risk getting fired. I may hate my job, but the last thing I need is to lose my house and turn into a freakin' hobo.

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"Mr.Repko?" Amy's voice chimed, as she stepped into my office.

"Oh hey, Ames!"

"Ames?" She asked, wrinkeling her nose.

"Okay, no Ames, got it." I said with a quick smile.

She smiled back and looked at her feet as she giggled.

"So what ya need?" I asked.

"I wanted to know if we were meeting later........."

"If you want, then sure. I've got nothing better to do."

"Great!" She smiled big.

After she left, I decided to have a little fun. Amy is kinda cute when she's being a bitch............ No, what am I thinking?! She's my student! ............. Eh I'm still gonna do it.

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"Shelby Cook to the guidance counselors office." Mrs.Falconer, the secretary boomed over the loud speaker.

"What?!" Amy yelled at me. Her and Dylan were sitting by my desk.

"Aw come on, how bad can this girl be?" I laughed.

Amy stared at me in disbelief. "She's awful! She's evil! She's a royal bitch! She's-"

"Standing right behind you." The pretty blonde girl in the doorway added.

"You must be Shelby." I smiled, trying to hide my laughter.

She crossed her arms over her chest and popped her gum. "Yeah, so what do you want?"

"To talk."

Dylan and Amy looked at me like I had three heads.

"What? I'm being friendly." I said, sarcastically.

"Sorry Shelby but you have to pass the enitiation before you're allowed to talk with Mr.Repko." Dylan said.

"Oh God......." I thought to myself.

"Which is?" Shelby rolled her eyes.

"Sleeping with me. Don't worry, Amy already did it." Dylan said with a straight face. How does he do it?

"No she didn't!" Amy butt in.

"Shut up, you're ruining my chances!" Dylan yelled at her.

"Nice try, greaseball." Shelby said in that little snobby voice of hers.

She was an average height, but she was extremely thin. She had preppy green eyes and soft lips smothered in pink lip gloss. Her skin was pale, even with all the make-up it was drowning in. Her straight blonde hair reached just below her shoulders and she had the perfect figure. She was wearing a cheerleading uniform and expensive looking sneakers.

"I was wondering if you would please join our group sessions for a few days.........." I told her.

"What?! No! No fucking way!" Amy protested.

"Yeah I agree with Amy, this girl's trouble! And that's coming from me!" Dylan added.

"Guess what you two; Shut the fuck up." I scolded them.

"Why would I wanna join you guys?" Shelby asked.

"Because I'm the guidance consouler and I help people. And since I want you to join us, you have to."

Amy snickered a little at my "I help people" comment, considering the first time we met I told her I didn't help people.

"Do I have to?" Shelby sighed.

"Yes." I answered sternly.

"Fine, but not right now. I have other things to do. I'll be here on Monday. Same time."