Keeping a secret

•Little miss perfect•

I get up at 7:30am. I roll over in my bed and turn off my alarm ringing on my phone. I'm always getting up on time. I get up and open the curtains that let in the tiniest bit of sunlight.
I water my two little plants that sit on the window sill. I live alone and I like it. No messy roommate to clean up after. When it does get lonely I FaceTime my sister who lives only an hour from me. I still miss her everyday while I'm here at college.
Shes my best friend.
I get up and check my phone for any missed texts or calls I might have gotten while I was asleep. I did notice an e-mail from the school regarding my English class. It read -

"Hello students who attend Mr. Whites English class. Mr. White will no longer be teaching your class anymore.
He got caught up in legal trouble. We can't give to much information, but in the mean time we will be having a guest teacher come. We are not sure how long he will be with us, but I'm sure you all will be very happy with him.
Go Dogs!
Headmaster George Sampson"

Well this will be fun. I always enjoy meeting new people. I never liked Mr.White anyway. He always smelled of rum and cigarettes.

I put on my uniform which is a white polo with a bulldog in the left corner. Girl's have the choice between dress slacks and a skirt. I choose the slacks because my mom said a skirt would make me look like a whore. I don't really think that's true but she paid for most of my tuition and it's the least I could do.

I do have a friend who lives in the dorm right next to mine. Her names Marsha. She's tall and blonde and perfect. Marsha does get me in trouble a lot though. But I think I need it. She makes me feel so bad. In a good way. My parents hate her because she's a "bad influence," bad influence my ass! Marsha's the best thing that's ever happened to me! I had an alcoholic drink this past summer, I went to a party, I even drove without a seat belt on! Although you should never do that, that is very bad.

She greets me in the hallway as we both leave for school.

"Hey girl!" She waves to me and gives me a big high five. "You here about the new teacher? I hope he's hot." She swings her arm's up and down looking up like she's daydreaming.

I roll my eyes. "Whatever I'm just hoping we have less work this semester. If I have to read one more novel about a war I'm gonna scream."

She laughs as we both walk down the halls of our school. Our school is huge. Full of rich snobs. Marsha's not a snob. That's why i'm friends with her. I wanted to go to school in Paris. The city of love. But no, no, no, I had to be little miss perfect and go to this really expensive school in D.C. Trust me I love my parents I really do. But some times I just can't stand them.

We get there early to the class but no English teacher in sight. Me and Marsha always get there early because she knows how important it is to me to be early. Especially because there's a new teacher I wanted to make a great first impression.

Me and Marsha chatted for a bit as students walked in still no teacher in sight.
This class was filled with annoying frat boys who failed English last year. The Headmaster just stuck them all in this class.

-THE CLOCK READS 8:45am-

Class started 10 minutes ago. Who ever this guy was he wasn't very punctual.

At 8:50 someone finally walks in the room. It was Miss. Randy here to introduce our new teacher.

"Hello class! I don't have much time to talk, but here's your new teacher!" She exits the room reaching out her hands to present the new teacher.

"Hi everyone, Im sorry I'm late."

I look up from my desk to lay my eyes on
John Mulaney.

Chatter from the students fill the classroom.

My jaw nearly dropped to the floor. Marsha reached over to my mouth and shut it.

"Your staring!" She whispers.

I snap back into reality watching Mr.Mulaney walk to his desk picking up the attendance sheet.

"Well, who's ready to get stared?"

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