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Meeting Embarrassment

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Walking into Music I found all the front desks taken by eagerly waiting gossiping students. I sat in my usual corner of the room, opened my music book and started writing down lyrics to a song I've been working on. I had somehow managed to block out every little thing around me that I hadn't noticed Mr Rivers walk in and had started taking attendance. I glance up for a second to find everyone looking in my direction, giving a puzzled look to the people staring at me I heard a voice from the front of the room 'Charlotte' I look up and my eyes locked with the most beautiful hazel I've ever seen. I snapped out of the trance and answered his call 'yes Sir'. (I may not like school but got to show respect) A small chuckle escaped him it was sweet yet masculine, 'if you had been listening Charlotte I don't care for formalities' His gaze never leaving me I felt my checks redden. 'Wait, why am I blushing' I thought to myself well I thought I had but my class started giggling and I realized I must've said that aloud. Finding my shoes rather interesting I kept my head down. Mr Rivers continued on with attendance, when he finished he stood in the center of the bored and addressed the class 'Since this is my first day and I need to get to know all of you let's play a game' Half the class groaned while the other half (the ones trying to impress) agreed fully. I didn't know where I stood, do I want to know who this guy is or just not bother because I'm bound to forget him when I leave. Still unsure Mr Rivers spoke up again 'Let's play two truths and a lie'. 'How original' I muttered but apparently not silently, 17 pairs of eyes stared me down again. This really isn't my day. 'Okay seeing as Charlotte seems so eager to play she can go first' Rivers said. I looked up from the floor standing right in front of my table with the biggest smile on his face like he enjoyed embarrassing me. When I didn't say anything I felt his eyes on me 'Charlotte' this time said a bit more impatiently. I stood up, 'I have a brother in University, I hate 80's music and I write songs' sitting back down I noticed he started wondering around the classroom thing about my answers. 'Well I'm guessing the last one is a truth seeing as you were so distracted by it' Around me peoples started to giggle. 'And 80's music is the best and I will be very sad if this isn't your lie so I'm going to say that you do like 80's music', his eyes looked into mine filled with hope yet I could see something else there but I don't know. 'Yes you're correct 80's music is my favourite'. The class continued on like this for another 30 mins and the truths I heard about my class mates were rather interesting. One girl had said she had been sky diving, was single and she loved music. The amount of people who said they were single was funny, their face if he guessed that I was their lie was even better, they looked star struck. Just before the bell went to set us free, Rivers got up 'The next two lessons we will be hearing each of you perform something using your talents'. He's got to be kidding; I can't perform in front of everyone. 'How long does it have to be' A tall blond asked him, 'Minimum 4 mins and maximum 7 mins. Have a good afternoon' leaving his voice on a cherry note, Rivers went back to his desk. Everyone started leaving the class room; as usual I was last out. Finally time to leave, I walked out of school and jumped into my car and drove home.

After getting home I set off to do my Math Homework. I may hate it but I'm not getting a detention because of it. After finishing it I heard the front door open and close. Father was home. I rushed down stairs to make him dinner; I knew how he could get if I didn't do what he said. 'Good Evening' I said as he sat down at the table, grunting in response. I could smell the alcohol on his breath when I placed his dinner on the table. 'What's this' he demanded, trying to be confident 'Pasta Sir'. He didn't respond and started eating. While he ate I stayed in the kitchen in case he wanted more or wanted a drink. 'CHARLOTTE' he yelled, I came running. 'Yes Sir' my voice shaking. 'Your just like her, that whore of a mother you have' Oh no I knew what was about to happen but I was paralyzed with fear. That was until I felt something rock hard smash into my stomach knocking the breath out of me and causing me to fall to the cold wooden floor. My father then continued to kick me in the gut for what felt like hours before spitting on me 'You're useless' I then heard him slam his bedroom door and heard a thump. He had passed out. Although I was in pain I managed to get to the bathroom and nurse my injuries. I lifted my top to see purple bruising all along my stomach; I popped a few pain killers to numb the pain and checked if any ribs were broken luckily none of them were. I showered and changed for bed, even though I was tired and my body needed sleep the pain was too much. Eventually passing out around 2am I feel asleep thinking it was dumb to think this year would be different.

Rivers POV

My first day was going well except for the constant flirting going on, I hated the attention. Walking into the fifth I was happy, ignoring the students trying to show off I started the lesson. 'Hello Seniors, I am your new music teacher. My name is Mr Rivers, I prefer to be called Mr than Sir as I hate formalities and it makes me feel old'. The class laughed. Great start, now attendance 'When I call your name raise your hand and say here or present', after each name I got a reply but then 'Charlotte' No reply. I notice everyone looking towards a girl in the corner busily writing. She glanced up and gave a puzzled looked to the students closest to her 'Charlotte' I repeated. Her eyes looked straight into mine, I became memorised by their grey colour yet the seemed empty. 'Yes Sir' I gave a slight chuckle 'if you had been listening Charlotte I don't care for formalities'. Charlotte's checks redden 'Wait, Why am I blushing' she thought aloud, the class began to giggle realizing this she stared at the ground. Once I finished attendance I suggested to the class we play a game to get to know each other. Not everyone seemed pleased but I continued on, I know how Un-original this is but, 'Let's play Two truths and a lie' I heard a very quiet yet hear-able comment from the corner of the room 'How original'. I knew who it was and mad my way over to her desk my eyes never leaving her 'Okay seeing as Charlotte seems so eager to play she can go fist' I couldn't help but smile at the fact she was blushing again. I have noticed that she does this a lot around me. I managed to guess her lie because who could hate 80's music. I moved on to the rest of the class but in the back of my mind she was still there. At the end of class I announce the homework and let them go on the bell. Once they had all left I did a sweep of the classroom to make sure no one had left anything, when I notice a small purple journal on the corner table. I knew who it belong to, Charlotte. I don't know what it is about her but she seems to stay on my mind. I put her journal on my desk and locked the class room before heading out to my car and driving to my apartment.

A/n So is he Mr right or Mr Not. Please vote and comment. Heaps of love