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Another Year

A/n Hello lovely people, this is my first book so i hope you enjoy :)

Just like that another summer's passed by and I have to go back to that Hell hole called school. Thankfully it's my final year at last; I don't think I could last much more than that. Everyone says that high school is about making memories with friends, trying new things, meeting new people. My names Charlotte Scott and this has been my not so typical high school experience. In my freshmen year my Mother left my brother (Jordan) and I for her new man. My father became cold and abusive to us, because blamed us for his wife leaving. Sophomore wasn't great either because Jordan moved out and left for College leaving me with the abusive man I used to call 'Dad'. I closed myself off from the world; it was really easy because I didn't have any friends at school because I was the 'weirdo'. Junior year was horrible the verbal abuse turned physical, beating after beating I got but no one would notice since he would always hit my covered area's and I seemed to blend into the walls at school.. Lying in bed staring up at the ceiling just hoping and praying that this year would pass by fast and nothing would happen.

Just as I was finding peace in my sleep my alarm goes off (beep, beep, beep) shutting it up I look over at the clock it says 6:10am. Why do I have to go to school!!??? I slowly removed myself from the comfort of my bed and went to my Bathroom (Yes I have my own!) looking in the mirror I saw the dreary reflection of a pale face with messy long brown hair and my eyes once blue and filled with life now grey and empty. I have always thought of myself as average when it came to beauty, not a super model but overall okay. I'm rather skinny for my age since I skip meals so often but have a slight curve to my body. I left the bathroom after taming my hair into a high pony tail and brushing my teeth. As I looked through my wardrobe for something to wear, my mind was debating if I should change my style this year since hoodies and jeans were getting a little dull. I finally decided on black jeans with rips at the knee with a plain white singlet and my leather jacket. Not bothering with make-up I looked into the mirror for a final check and then grabbed my bag and went to the kitchen. Not surprising I arrive in the kitchen finding it empty of people but a dirty bowl on the sink meaning my father and already left. I look to the clock on the wall, 7:00am. Not bothering to have anything for breakfast but cleaning the used bowl and putting it in the dish washer I locked the house and walk to my car. Getting in my car I flicked the engine on cranked up the music which happened to be Queens - A night at the Opera and drove to school.

Parking at school wasn't a hassle as I was always there 45 mins early. Even only a few teachers had arrived then again it was the first day, back what could I expect. Walking into the main building I walked straight to my locker and dumped my bag since I didn't know what classes I had. While I waited for more people to arrive I sat in the courtyard underneath a big tree, this had become my safe haven as not many people noticed me. I took out my I Pod and put on my 80's playlist, putting my earplugs in letting the world go by without a care in the world. This was disturbed as the first bell rung signally to students they had 5 mins to get to homeroom. Leaving my safe haven I headed towards my home room. As I sat in the back of the room no one took notice of my arrival, at least nothings change since last year I thought happily. The teacher took attendance and then gave us all our time tables. Everyone started comparing timetables to see what they had together looking at mine it read.

Spell 1: English –Mrs Jones, Spell 2: science – Ms Tyler, Spell 3: Math – Miss Harper, Spell 4: Art – Mr Smith and Spell 5: Music – Mr Rivers

Great so a Teacher that can never remember my name, 2 teachers that I don't like, the enthusiastic teacher with too much energy and a new one. This Year's going to be great (Note my sarcasm). After being dismissed from homeroom I grabbed my binder and science text book and wondered to English. English and Science were a bore same as every year. In English we had to write an essay about our summer and science we did a reminder test to see what we remembered from the previous year. Surprisingly I enjoyed math today, but that's only because she didn't call on me once and I could zone out. The only reason I was happy in 4th was because it meant lunch was a mere 45 mins away. Finally entering the Canteen after what I hoped would be a quick art lesson which ended up being Mr Smith detailing every little thing about his holiday in Spain. I got my food and headed back to the safe haven of the court yard. Although through- out lunch I did wondering what Mr Rivers was like because during Science I happened to hear (Bored so I listened in) a group of girls known as the "Popular" girls saying 'Have you seen the new music teacher? He's really hot'. Another girl spoke 'I heard he's only 22'. This conversation continued with them talking about Hot he was and that they would so have his children etc. So next spell may be interesting because every time a Hot teacher came along, the people in my class became flirtatious with them, girls shortened their skirts lowered their tops and kept checking their make-up whereas people like me just sat in class couldn't even care if the teacher was the hottest person on the planet. I really hope people can keep it in their pants I joke in my head. Music was the only class I could stand since I chose it. I won't let these horny teenagers ruin it for me.

A/n So i hope you enjoyed Chapter 1 of Unexpected Love. Who is this Mysterious Mr Rivers is he as hot as they think. Vote, comment and Find out in the next chapter of Unexpected Love