"Open up your books to page 12. Then I will assign you a partner to work with." My teacher said who had a thick Irish accent. I wonder where he came from.
"Mr.Horan is this is a project that you can choose to be alone with?" I said looking a round the room, I found nobody I wanted to work with.
"No so that is why I am assigning you one." He said and i slumped back in my chair.
Apparently I was in the smart class or advanced, so I was with sophomores, and seniors.
Low and behold Nick came through the door, and explained why he was late. There was only one chair open.
It was next to me.
Why? Why me?
"Nick you can go sit next to Kat." He said, and I shrunk. I wanted to be anywhere but this classroom.
He walked over awkwardly to the desk next to me, and was taking his time.
"We don't have all day here Mr.Smith now do we?" He said, and I ALMSOT laughed but didn't.
I wanted to refrain from any speaking ability of him. Besides he could have a girlfriend he could fuck whenever he wanted.
Sadly enough I was wearing a shirt wear my boobs were very visible, and I cursed myself.
"Your partners are: Lindsay, and Cole, Jack, and Sam, Alex and Becca, Kat and Nick, Danielle and Travis..." And he went on.
"Wait Mr.Horan there are two Danielle's." DANNY said quickly.
"Oh. Right. It's Danielle Hall, and Travis Jones." He said a little angry at Danny, and I laughed quietly to myself earning a face from Nick.
"Okay class this project will take the whole semester. It's a long one but you and your partner will have to work outside of class to get it done." And my heart sank.
I couldn't work with him, without feeling tortured.
"Now chat with your partners to figure out what and when your gonna do it." He said and I wanted to shrink into the floor.
"So...where do you wanna meet up..." He asked.
"Doesn't matter." I said.
"Is your house okay? Because my dad will think we're dating, so yea." Could he get more low?
"Peachy fucking keen." I said with a fake smile walking away because the bell rang and I wanted to end it at that.
I walked out quickly heading to my locker to my last class. History.
I sat down at the very back, because I rather chose to not sit so close to the front teacher.
Most of my classes were all advanced, which I hated. I didn't like to be in advanced classes but my mom said it was good for me.
Thank god history was one of the three classes that wasn't with sophomores, or seniors, or whatever kids that were 17.
This was the only class that I didn't have with any of my friends, other than Rose, but she wasn't as fun as PAULINA and Danielle.
"Okay class my name is Mr.Styles."
"Today will be pretty mellow, and laid back, so I want you guys to just get to know each other."
Damn was Mr.Styles hot. Like wow.
His curly hair and tall figure with snake green eyes, just Kinda made me forget about everything.
He was the first teacher I had today that was laid back, except Mr.Malik, and Mr.Horan.
It was twenty minutes of complete chatter, and the only person I had talked to was my friend Rose, and her boyfriend Hunter. They were really nice, but were boring people to talk to.
I mean Hunter was fun, and so is Rose. She is very bold and outgoing, but in the class she bored me. Not Hunter though. Only because I found him very attractive. But he was taken, and I wish I was.
I mean all of sudden people find it mandatory to date. Like why?
Anyways, the Brel had rung, and I was the first one out of the class. I rushed to get my things, packed up my backpack, and went to the door.
Basketball tryouts were tonight, and I was so excited. The TRYOITS were three days long, and the season was till the end of January. Then swimming as at the end of the year, which was even better.
I Walked home quickly because I loved really close to the highschool, and I wanted to get home and beat my brother.
Luckily he wasn't home like usual, and my mom wasn't going to be hime until 4am because she worked graveyard at the hospital.
So the majority of the time I was alone till about 10-10:40ish because my brother was always at his friends house doing homework or hanging out 24/7.
It was already 4:30 and tryouts started at 5, so I left in my stuff, and walked out of the house locking the door behind me.
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