Grown Up-ish

High School, Bye School

Disgusting. That's the only word that went through my head as I looked at these hormonal teenagers. I was barely half way in the school and I could already see a couple practically grinding on each other. Seriously, where is the monitors? And lord, oh lord is it crowded in these halls or am I just claustrophobic? I could barley walk down the hall without some stinky chump slightly touching my innocent, angelic body. Rushing through the crowd, I scanned the crumbled paper which is what use to be a schedule. D-4, located at the back of the school on the upper level. Great. I have to go down more halls, touching more chumps, climbing up long painstaking stairs, for a class who probably has a shitty, old fart of a teacher.
The sound of the door opening echoed in the ghost town of what you would call a classroom. Shit. Maybe I was too early? The teacher looked at me. I stared back. I did a look over of my teacher and holy hell was this guy hot! He was wearing a white button up, his sleeves folded up to show off his sculpted arms. His first button was undone and it showed of his strong, muscular neck. His black slacks were form fitting around his thick and athletic thighs, it also emphasized on his glorious di-
"Excuse me."
I snapped my eyes up to meet smokey grey eyes.
"Aha, I'm sorry. You're so hot  and I couldn't help but stare." My eyes widened in shock at the words that just left my mouth. Screw you for being so honest.
He looked taken back, then he started laughing, showing off his straight pearly white teeth.
"I don't know what to say. Thank you."
He said.
I blushed in embarrassment. I could feel my face turning into a tomato, somebody squash me please!
"Well you are welcome." I took a quick look at the board.
"Mr. Barren", I said bashfully.
He laughed again before nodding his head to the door.
I took a seat and walking through the door was this chubby asian boy. He timidly sat in the upper right corner, far from me, who was located in the bottom left corner of the row of desks. He sat down and never said a word. More kids started to pool into the classroom filling in the seats. Some girl even started to flirt with Mr.Barren as if she already knew him.
"Hello, as you can see on the board, my name is Mr.Barren. You can call me Mr.B or Mr. Bar, whichever works for you. I will be handing out your syllabus which needs to be signed and returned tomorrow. Okay, let's get started."
Mr. Barren started to read off his syllabus, the first topic being some background information on him. As he was reading through the syllabus, I was in my own world. If the lunch here is trash I should start bringing the ol' Pb&J. But if it's good, I guess I'll be digging my pockets dry. I wonder if-
"Excuse me."
I jumped in my seat, Mr. Barren, in all of his sexiness, was breathing down my neck with barred teeth.
"Why so up in the clouds?" He said.
I could feel a barrage of eyes suddenly staring at me.
"Pb&J, I was wondering if the lunch here was shit, so I would probably start bringing the ol'Pb&J to try and satisfy this insatiable stomach." I poured out despite my mental will of protest.
The staring eyes had disappeared and in its place, took millions of mouths laughing at my existence.
Mr. Barren looked down on my shrinking form.
"Mrs–" he looked down on his roster," Garcia. Please refrain from foul language and focus on class. It may be the first day, but it is the most important day. It is the day of first impressions and how everyone will remember you!" Mr. Barren said smiling.
Bullshit. I made a fool of myself and you're telling me they will forever know me as a fool? Kill me now.