Dress.Up

"Fuck me"

Gone before sunrise,

never sleep on the game

We're all shakin' the dice,

now if you roll 'em hard enough could change your life

I sigh as I look up at the sky till wiggles of spots began to appear on my eyes. it was lunch time and I had decided to skip all my classes due to being made a spectacle in 3rd period. my heart still clenched slightly at the glint in Mr.Steils eyes as I tore from the classroom. Quickly standing up I decide to head back to the bathroom looking at myself in the mirror I notice the redness underneath my eyelids.

I sigh slightly and gently wash my face with water. I tie my hair up in a high bun just to get my hair out my face for once. Walking down the hallway I contemplate going to 5th period but something stops me in my tracks. Touching my shoulder I realize that my book bag is not there. "Fuck" I almost shouted. I forgot my laptop, imbecile I scolded myself. rushing out of the bathroom. Shakily I walk to the one place that I did not I repeat did not want to go to Mr.steils class.

I walk down the hallway yet stop at the corner of the hallway. my heart was pounding but I knew that this would be the only time I'd be able to get my things. turning slightly I gasp and hide back in the corner.

Was that?

Hannah?

She was disheveled and her hair was messy her red lipgloss seemed smeared as she fixed her self up.

peeking slightly I catch a glimpse of Mr.Steil whispering something to her. her eyes widen slightly and soon fade into a frown I squint trying to read her lips but to no avail I can't seem to make out what she says. My eyes widen slightly as her hand goes up and swishes as if to slap him.
Yet he catches her hand a frown settling on his face. He turns slightly my way. I yank back slightly running the opposite way. My cheeks burn at what I'd just witness.

What do I do it for?

I've been working so hard just to give you more

Gotta get right

Stopping in my tracks I shake slightly and my knees buckle as I rest my hands on my cheeks.

It was a love affair like I've always read , I couldn't help that my heart did a flip at the forbidden fruit that I'd just had a front row seat to.
Mr.Steil was getting married at least that's what rumors said he'd never worn a ring on his finger but people talked about witnessing his fiancé come around quite often surprising him with meals.
And what about Hannah's boyfriends?
Clenching my fist as reality sets in I realize that at the end of the day they were just pieces of shit.

"Ms.Bloom, what are you doing out of class"?

Turning i come face to face with Mrs.cooper. she was a kind teacher but definitely a stickler when it came to following guideline."um" I whispered putting my head down embarrassment followed me. I was not a good liar.

I sighed as I was handed the detention slip and gained a disapproving look by my 6th period teach.

When the rest of the world is falling through the floor . You gotta get right!

sitting in the back of detention with my head down, I ignore the loud whispers of my peers. My thoughts were just about getting my book bag back. it had all my personal vendettas in there. A blush ran to my cheeks at anyone even remotely knowing that i was a cam girl.