I walk in and stand behind the desk at the front. I felt eyes on the back of my head and I started to sweat with nerves.
"Bonjour Le Class" Ms. Beaufort bellows
"Bonjour Madame Beaufort" we reply with terror
"asseyez-vous" she shouts, we all do as we are told.
I sit in her class copying down the notes and studying the text. I had no idea what any of it meant.
"TAYLOR." She bellows "payez-vous attention dans ma leçon ? Savez-vous assez de français déjà ?"
"Uh, désolé, quoi?" I ask in my best French accent.
"vous savez français?" She asks
"pas tant?" I say sheepishly
"You understand French?" Miss asks
"Not much. I struggle sometimes" I say
"Enough to hold a one minute conversation?" Miss asks
"No. Dear god. No no no" I say back.
"That's a shame." Miss says "pack up you lot. Books at the front and I expect to see you cheery lot back tomorrow."
The bell rings and we all dart out the class. Sure enough Noah was stood leaning against the wall looking for me.
"How is trunchbull?" He asks
"Who?" I ask confused
"Matilda? The evil headmistress?" Noah says
"Nope, don't know who you're on about." I say baffled.
"someones jesús sin educación en el cine." Noah mumbles
"Oh yeah, Spanish too eh?" I say catching him off guard "what language don't you speak?"
"Here we are madam. Mr. Cobens english class" Noah says
"Why thank you kind sir" I say as I walk into english
"Goodbye Noah" Mr. Coben says as Noah walks out the door. "You must be Taylor."
"How'd you guess?" I ask
"I haven't seen your face before." He says "there's a seat at the back for you."
I smile and take my seat. Mr. Coben writes the title and date upon the board.
"You may need a book, so here's one." The girl who sits next to me says
"Thanks. I'm taylor" I say
"Charlie" she says "you're the new girl that's been hanging around with Noah"
"Yeah, that's me" I say
"Noah's a good kid. Just don't piss him off" she says
"Why? What happens when he gets pissed off?" I ask curiously
"I hear talking" Mr. Coben says
"It's because you've got ears" Charlie shouts out
"Have I? since when Charlie? Did you give me these with your magical powers?" Mr. Coben Jokes
"Piss off" Charlie remarks
"Ms. Sparks, please leave the room" Coben says calmly
Charlie gets up and slowly moves out the room. I start the title and stare blankly at the board as Mr. Coben walks out to talk to Charlie.
I stare out the window and look at the trees swaying in the wind. It looked picture perfect, like something out of a movie. Charlie walks back in and slumps back in her chair
"What was that about" I ask Charlie
"He has a no-swear rule" Charlie says
"Bummer" I say as smiles Charlie
"Maddens. Finished talking to sparky?" Mr. Coben asks
"I guess. Sorry sir." I say apologetically. Charlie laughs in her chair.
He sets us work to do and I get on with it, Charlie nudges me which causes me to make a line across my page
"Hey watch it!" I whisper to Charlie
"Like I was saying. Don't piss off Noah. He's like the hulk, you won't like him when he is angry." Charlie carrys on
"What happens?" I ask
"He just gets really mad. He threw a chair at a teacher who used to teach here and he's smashed a few doors." Charlie says.
"Woah man" I say "he doesn't seem like that type of person"
"Can I tell you a secret?" Charlie asks
"Go for it" I say
"You can't let Noah know you know." Charlie says
"I won't" I say
"Noah's dad used to hit him. Noah is fostered and he's really violent." Charlie explains
"How'd you know" I ask Charlie
"You learn a lot when you used to live next door to him." Charlie says
"Getting work done ladies?" Mr. Coben asks.
"Yes sir." Charlie and I mumble
I finish the task at hand and get my work all neat. Charlie hands me a slip of paper with a number on it.
"Text it if you get bored" she says
"I don't text numbers I don't know who is on the reciving end." I say
"Relax dummie. It's only me" Charlie assures me.
I smile and put it into my blazer pocket. It was the last period of the day and I was looking forward to being able to relax.
*BELL RINGS*
I walk out of class and stand out the way of three boys running up the corridor towards me. Noah walks up to me and softly takes my hand.
"Locker?" He asks politely
"Yeah. I guess" I say
We walk downstairs and to my locker, Noah's hand keeping firm grip on mine so I don't get pulled back in the crowds. He waits patiently for me to get my stuff and helps me out my coat on, then we go to his locker and he grabs his bag but leaves his jacket in there.
"How'd you get home?" Noah asks
"I walk. My dad usually works late" I say
"Mind if I walk you home?" Noah asks "it's okay to say no. I mean if it's getting a bit clingy or whatever"
"I'd like that Noah" I say with a smile. We head out of school together and we make our way home.
YOU ARE READING
Something Different
Teen FictionI roamed these empty halls looking for my next class. I couldn't find it anywhere, it wasn't on the second floor nor was it on the third. There were no teachers to ask either, they all were in their classes. I started to panic and become frustrated...
