Adopted 2: Child's Play

Sour then Sweet

Kira in media

Kamille POV
"AYEEEEE WASSUP EVERYBODY!" I said loudly walking in my class. Ms Carter took off her classes and glared at me.

"Miss Taylor......you're late." She said sternly and I shivered.

"I know that....I can read a clock." I said making the class chuckle. She shook her head and ruffled her dreads.

"You look cute girl!" My friend Ryan said loudly in his thick Jamaican accent.

"Thank you boooo you look good as hell too." I complimented back.

"Kamille....don't start. It's so early in the morning." She said sighing. I chuckled and sat down.

"Ight ight I'm chill. You can teach."

"Thank you. Alright guys we are going to continue talking about Calculus." She announced taking over her suit jacket. Ooo she's wearing a little bit of lipgloss today. I wonder if she's wearing those blue boxers that I love so much-

"Kamille? Do you have the answer?" She asked and I got flustered. I knew the answer it's just I couldn't get it out.

"I-um-the answer is-" I stuttered and she cut me off.

"Too slow. Does anyone have the answer?" She said looking around and I scrunched up my face.

"Girl you could've gave me a chance to answer!" I said and she looked at me shaking her head. A girl in the back rose her hand and she called on her.

"The answer is 4.729 Ms Carter-"

"WRONG!" I said loudly and everyone started laughing. Ms Carter glared at me and walked over.

"How is she wrong Kamille?"

"She's wrong because she multiplied incorrectly. If she multiplied correctly it would ACTUALLY BE -4.729." I replied and she checked her answer key. I knew I wasn't wrong.

"You're correct. But that doesn't mean-"

"It doesn't mean you should not give people the chance to answer. Should've let me answer the first damn time." I cut her off and the class erupted in a whole bunch of "oooossss". The bell rung and everyone stood up.

"Class dismissed. Kamille come here!" I shivered and took my precious time getting my stuff together.

"You know anytime today would be amazing-"

"Can I get my shit together please and thank you." I said and she shook her head.

"You need to get your shit together." She mumbled but I heard exactly what she said. Shit is she gon fix it for me? I walked over to her desk and she looked up at me.

"Kamille I don't know what your problem is but it's going to stop." She started and I chuckled.

"No I mean it. I'm sick of this behavior from you. Other teachers talk about you. Saying how you're so courteous and sweet in their classes. Why is it only in my class?" Ms Carter asked and my mind started to wonder. Thinking about her hands all over my body leading up to my neck-

"You want attention right?" She said yanking me out of my dreamland.

"Huh?"

"I said you want attention right? It seems that way to me. You want to be a class clown and put on a show and anger me in the process. From now on you'll be my personal class assistant." She said smirking mischievously.

"When you're finished with your work in your last class you immediately come back here. And you're new seating arrangement is up here next to me." My eyes widened in disbelief.