I walked into school my first day of 8th grade. My last year of middle school. I'm so tired of 6th graders. I looked at my schedule, first block home room, math,history,gym,lunch,science,band,English. I walked into my math classroom and saw the cutest boy ever, he's my teacher Mr.Styles. He looked at me with lust?in his eyes. What?! Then he came up to me and said "meet me after school if you don't I will find you. You are mine now." Then he slapped me hard and said "don't tell anyone if you don't Want bruises."
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