Today was the day, The day I am finally going back to school. It sure as hell took long enough. Back in 9th grade I decided I didn't want to go to school anymore I mean what teenager does? Eventually I started skipping my classes and that gradually turned into me just not showing up for weeks. Ma insisted If I wasn't going to show up for school I should at least transfer into online schooling so I can do some work at home. I agreed, Big mistake but I mean its better then no education at all. I fell behind a whole year and a half I got so stressed out I couldn't take it so I dropped out. I never saw myself to be a high school dropout but at least I was planning on going back to a traditional high school the second I made that decision but my plan didn't go as smoothly as I expected. The teachers were on strike so It took forever to register into school or even get a hold of front office, Finally I came across an alternative school and got in almost right away. its just what I needed.
What to wear, what to wear. I scanned my closet for a outfit to wear for my first day. See I had the reputation of being a fashion killa. My outfits always needed to be on point. I admired kim and Khloe kardashian as well as Rhianna. They've always been my fashion inspirations. I could go from girly and classy into a straight up dude in a snap.
I chose to wear a tan Long line jacket I got on sale for 20$ that hit just passed my knee and I paired that with a crème high neck crop top , my gold Micheal kors watch that I've saved up for. And My favourite pair of blue jeans that made my booty look nice. Not to be cocky or anything but that has always been one of my best assets, It must be the Spanish in me, I was also part German and french. I'm pretty confident in my appearance and body image Thanks to ma's gene's, She's Blessed me with Long dark hair, Tanned skin, a curvy figure, thick thighs, The only thing is my stomach has a little bit of lower belly fat but hopefully Once I start going to the gym that won't be a problem. I got my hazel eyes, full lips nearly perfect teeth and eyebrows from my biological father Mark. Over all I thought I Looked more like my momma, But ma thought I looked like Mark.
I finished up my makeup and glanced at my phone the screen lit up 8:39 am.
Shit I'm going to be late! I pulled my hair into a sleek pony and slipped on my timbs, stuffed my books into my knockoff celine bag and hurried out the door making sure to grab a granola bar on my way out since I had forgotten to eat breakfast. Thank god Its only a 10 minute walk away from my apartment.
I rushed Into the school, It was small and silent. I walked over to front desk there was a fairly old lady there doing some paperwork.
"excuse me, Hi um I came a little late and I'm unsure of where I'm supposed to go"
"Whats your last name dear?' she peered over her reading glasses impatient for my response.
"Oh uh, Romero" she searched through a pile of unorganized papers
"Ah here it is. Ms Romero, here is your schedule and classes. Your block a class in just up the stairs on the left, room 2G"
"Thank you.. Ms.." I squinted at her name It was long and written in hard to read cusive on a sticker stuck onto her shirt
"Ms.keonigbaur"
I smiled and started heading for the stairs. When I reached the classroom The door was slightly open I pushed the door open a little more.. there was a young pretty teacher there no older then 26. She had light brown wavy hair that reached just past her shoulders and a slim figure. She dressed very put together and professional and wasn't too tall but wasn't too short and I have to say, I loved her shoes.
I knocked on the door and everyone's eyes converted to me. I looked around the classroom and spotted a hot guy sitting in the back. He was the only one not looking at me. He was too focused on whatever he was on his phone. He looked built, dark hair, caramel complexion. He looked like he had some black in him probably mixed. Hes the type of guy all the girls want. It would be a miracle If I ever got a chance with him.
"Hey hunny, come in. My name Is Mrs.Jackson but you can just call me Mrs. J. you can take a seat just over there"
She greeted me with a welcoming smile and made a hand gesture to the empty seat beside the hot guy.
No Way.
"Your name must be..." she flipped through what I assumed was the attendance sheet.
"I'm Katya" I slumped down into my seat took off my jacket and pulled out my notebook and pen
That's when the hot guy looked over at me, I could feel my face getting warm I was probably blushing.
"Welcome to my class Katya, we were just discussing some ground rules in my class and going over how the system works at this school"
I could still feel his eyes one me, I couldn't help but to look over. I peeked over to my right and caught eye contact for a good 3 seconds he smirked then turned his attention back to his phone.His eyes were a unique shade of honey brown I could stare into them forever.
It felt Like Ms.J was talking forever I could have fallen asleep I didn't even realize we started taking notes. I rushed to get everything on the board copied down before Ms.J erased it but I was too late, Damn it I was so Close just one more number to write down.
again I looked over to my right and saw that the hot guy finished. I looked back at the empty space beside number 10 on my notes.
Whats the worst that can happen?
"Hey, uh did you get number 10 down?"
He looked over and me, half smiled and slid his noted over to me
"thanks" I smiled
"No problem"
His voice was deep and hot It made me melt. Is it even possible for someone to be this attractive.
He watched me as I copied down number 10. I Slid his paper back over to him. I was feeling brave
"So I didn't catch your name?" I tried to sound as casual as possible
"I'm devyn, and your katya right?"
"That's me"
My cheeks turned when he said my name. I hope he didn't notice. I've never been this way around guys before. Usually I'm the one making them blush.
"Nice to meet you katya"
The bell rang
"Alright everyone today is a half day since its the first day so you can all go home noe but tomorrow you have both black A and b, See you all tomorrow" Ms.J tried to shout over the sound of the bell
I stood up put my jacket back on and swung my bad over my shoulder.
YOU ARE READING
On the edge
Romance17 year Old Katya meets a hot mysterious guy in her new alternative school. As they get closer She's determined to find out what the mystery is behind this guy. Her new friends soon introduce Katya to street race crews and gangs. She grows addicted...