My Bloody Teacher

“F*ck it, I'm not going,” I whispered to my reflection in the mirror as I took in my frizzy hair, new zit on my forehead and the two new stains that mysteriously appeared on the shirt I was going to wear today. Lie to me by Tate McRae was playing in the background and my head was bopping to the music. Maybe I should just call in sick and try again tomorrow. I scratched the scar on the back of my neck and I frowned as I thought I have no choice but to go today, it's the first day of the second year of university. By not showing up on the first day you won't have a good track record for the rest of the year.I knew my hair was a risk, with wavy hear you never know if the next day will be a good hair day. Of course the hair gods didn't bless me today with shiny, curly and smooth hair even though it sat badass right before going to bed yesterday. While I grabbed the brush to just brush the half-curls out and put it in a bun or pony tail, my phone blared the alarm, signalling the end of my

“Guys, did you hear we have a new school coordinator? I hear he's super hot.” Kylee said to us, who stood just behind us. We turned around and greeted her and her friends. Kylee and her friends were considered the mean girls of the school. But since there was no beef or drama between us, we were alright with them. “I heard that he's going to introduce himself in our class today,” Hailee said, who stood next to Kylee. “He's only 28, how he got the job as school coordinator is beyond me, but if he's as hot as they say he is, I won't mind faking an illness to spend some time with him.” Kylee said laughingly. Her fiends laughed at that and I rolled my eyes at Jane and Kenna. “What's his name?” I asked. ''Damon, which is like the sexiest name ever.” Hailee answered. The door of the classroom opened and our teacher, Ms. Melissa called us in. We called her by her first name to get more comfortable in the classes, but put Miss before her name, because we were adapting to the British and Iri

Once inside, I went to my locker to get books for the next class. I opened my locker and confusion rose inside me. My lips parted in surprise as I looked at the new item in my locker. A single beautiful flower lay on top of my books, the smell filling my nostrils. I carefully picked it up, admiring the beautiful coloured petals. The leaves were orange with a red stripe in the middle, the edges white. “Tris, come, we will be late!” Kenna called me. She looked at me and her eyes zeroed in on the flower. “Wow. Where did you find this?” She asked. “In my locker, but it doesn't have a note or anything attached,” I answered to her, looking around. “That is weirdly super romantic, I wonder who it is from though. Anybody that knows your combination?” Kenna asked and I shook my head no. The hallway was emptying by now, the lessons almost starting. I put the flower back in my locker and grabbed my books, not wanting to be late and determined to figure it out later. The next class was our ment

Jane made the beers and I walked over, setting them down. Mr. Jackson happily took all of them, giving them out around the table. “Do you want anything to eat?” I asked them. I heard Jane putting Because of You by Neyo on and I looked at her in frustration. She laughed at me and put two thumbs up, acting like she didn't just beg me to swap places. I quickly sent a message to the bar via my KDS saying I didn't like her very much and she laughed even harder at that. I also had a laugh on my face and when I turned around I had all six teachers staring at me. Oops. “I'll have the hamburger, dear. Give me the works!” Mr. Jackson said loudly with his hands in the air. Knowing him, he would be asking for shots in a minute and then he would be too drunk to eat his food and his wife had to pick him up again. Ms. Melissa, who sat next to Mr. Hayes, ordered a pasta and then immediately turned around to chat with him. She was wearing a -very- low cut top and even I could almost see her nipples.

''Champagne breakfast!!!!'' Jane screamed as she woke us up. I woke up groggy, wanting more sleep. ''The boys are coming over today, to get ready together.'' Kenna said, smiling at her phone. ''I have a sort of date tonight.'' I said. They all turned to me. ''With who?'' Kenna asked me. ''Who do you think? Like I have a line of guys waiting. With Javier! We are getting a drink before the party.'' I responded. Rose squealed, ''you need a good outfit then! Let's go shopping!'' she said with her hands in the air.''I have to get the house ready after school. Let's get some breakfast with a mimosa and then go to school. Let's meet up at mine at 7 to get ready together.'' Jane said while gathering her things. We all got ready and I dressed in my favourite long skirt with a split all the way up, summer sandals and a crop top, showing just a cm of skin. ''I'm going to see mom before school, you guys get breakfast. I'll see you in class!'' I shouted before leaving my house, taking the bus to