The new teacher

Chapter 1

Going into your senior year of high school is supposed to be this huge and exciting step forward into your life right? You've almost made it, it's the last tear that you spend seeing your friends every single day of your life, taking it for granted when you finally move on with the future you distance yourself from them. It's meant to be that way for everyone right? Well not in Hope's case, she turned eighteen a couple of weeks ago and it just reminded her how much she wants to leave this town. You see hope has a dream, she wants to make a name for herself and not just be known as Klaus the Evil Ones daughter. She had a best friend, Rafael who has been helping her as much as he could.

The hours of Hope's last day of summer were slowly counting their way down before she had to go back to the burning flames of hell tomorrow morning. She decided to spend a few of her lat hours of freedom by using her fake ID in a bar across town. The place was empty apart from a drunken old man who must've been in his 70s, sitting at one of the booths by himself, minding his own business. Hope was perched on one of the stools, scrolling through her Instagram feed silently as her finger traced the rim of her beer bottle sat on the bar surface in front of her.

"You've got to be kidding me." Hope curiously turned her head as an annoyed voice was heard from behind her. The old man across the room had also done the same as Hope and turned his head to see what the disturbance was.

In waled a stressed looking brown haired women, hair curled into waves, flowing past her shoulders. Wearing a leather jacket over a white blouse along with a pair of black skinny jeans with a black pair of boots. Her handbag was slung on her shoulder and her phone was in her hand as she walked towards the bar where Hope was sitting.

Hope watched on curiously from the side, eyeing the woman as she hopped up onto one of the bar stools, practically slamming her phone down as she ordered a drink from the bartender.

"Rough day?" Hope chuckled, raising the beer bottle to her lips, grabbing the woman's attention and nodded to confirm she was in fact talking to her.

"Uh yeah, you could say that." The woman replied with a polite yet half hearted laugh. "My date um....stood me up." She added and it took Hope every ounce of her self control not to roll her eyes. She was simply making polite conversation not wanting to listen to a weepy drunk lady all night.

"Well he's an asshole." Hope shrugged, taking another swig of her drink.

"Uh well 'she'." She emphasised. "She's an asshole." She offered Hope half a smile as the brunette raised her eyebrows.

"Oh." was all Hope said. Hope was into girls herself, she had known for years. Only a few people know she's gay but her father wasn't one of those people, she had been putting off telling him for years, fearing his reaction. "Well we play for the same team." Hope smirked, finding the woman's surprised reaction amusing.

Much to Hope's surprise, the older looking woman got up and moved a stool down towards Hope so she was sitting right next to her. You let a fellow member of the LGBT your gay and then she's already practically sitting on your face. "I'm Josie by the way." The woman offered Hope her hand which the brunette shook, slightly confused of what she was getting herself into.

"Hope." She returned with a smile.

Josie smiled back and that was the first time that night that Hope had realised how beautiful this woman was. She had the most amazing eyes that Hope almost didn't notice that she had began talking to her again. "I've told you my story of coming here, what's yours?"

Hope averted her eyes, now focusing on the coin she was tapping on the table as she tried to think of a lie. "Um well, I'm going back to college tomorrow and I'm dreading it." She lied which was partly true apart from the college part. Well she couldn't exactly say she was an 18 year old high school student who isn't even legal to drink.