Chapter

GEORGIA POV

Beep!! Beep!! Beep!!!. 

Ugh fuck this crazy alarm doesn’t know when to stop ringing. I said, as I threw it to the floor. I checked the time on my phone, and saw it was just 5:40am. 

I groaned and stood up from my bed. I was still sore from yesterday but I had to still stand up and do the house chores before heading to school. 

Can my life just magically get better. I screamed in internal distress.

I headed downstairs, and began arranging the living room and dining table. Once I was done, I headed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for my family and I. I decided to make Bacon eggs and cheese sandwiches since I didn’t have much time to spend. 

By the time I was done, I headed back to my room to get ready for school.  I checked the time, and it was 6:45am. Shitt I had less than an hour to prepare for school and get there. I hurried into the bathroom, and went to shower. By the time I was done, I quickly went to get dressed. I decided to go with black on black since I wasn’t feeling too well. I covered the bruises on my neck from yesterday with makeup, and headed downstairs to take 1 sandwich, and headed for school. 

I got to the bus stop just in time to catch the bus heading to my school. I got on board, and took the sit close to the window, and plugged my ear, allowing everything to dawn on me. School and club was my go to relaxation spot. I always dreaded going home because of my mother and Maxwell. My brother was hardly at home, and even when he was around, we hardly talked. He was the golden child anyway, while I was just the whore and slave. I couldn’t wait to finally leave the house, and get my freedom and peace. I listened to Anchor by Novo Amor. That shit has to be one of the best songs. 

By the time I got to school, it was already 7:45 , and I headed into the University. I got to my locker, and decided to get my books for today, and head to my class. By the time I got my books, and was about to head to my class, when I got stopped by Ashley and her crew. Are we joking right now?

“And where do you think you’re going bitch ?” Ashley asked while blocking my way. 

“Anywhere away from you Ashley and my name is Georgia not bitch. If you don’t mind, I have classes to attend and not waste my time disturbing innocent people.”I said, while trying to take my leave, but her minions had already blocked any chance of me leaving. 

“Don’t think because you’re dating Dante, you have a right to talk back to me. You’re still a good for nothing bitch, and I won’t be surprised if you’re just one of Dante's pity projects.” She said, thinking her words got to me. I just laughed, and looked her straight in the eyes. 

“Says the girl who always had the biggest crush on Dante, but he chose the quiet innocent girl over the university whore.” I smiled at her, and pushed past her and her minions knowing I had hit the right spot. I used my eyes to search the crowd for Dante, but he was nowhere to be found which was odd. Normally, whenever I have an encounter with Ashley, he is always there to support me and back me up. I just told myself maybe he was running late today and headed  for class. Once I got to class, I picked a seat in the middle. That way, I won’t be noticed and still get to listen properly in class. I had Management information system this morning. That was my favorite course this semester, and the teacher is so nice. I settled in at my desk, and watched TikTok while waiting for the bell to ring to signify the beginning of classes. 

By the time Mr. Williams arrived in class, the class was already full with students. 

“Okay class this week we’re going to be discussing management levels.” Mr. Williams said, smiling at us.

“As we all know, In Management Information System, an organization is divided into 3 distinct levels and each level has different responsibilities.” Mr. Williams spoke, trying to recap our discussion of last week's class. I was already ahead of class for this week, and knew all the levels and their responsibilities, so I just listened, and was jotting some important points. 

About 45 minutes into lectures, my phone buzzed, and I checked who sent me a message, and was surprised Dante texted. He usually texts when class is almost about to end or when the class ends. 

“Hey baby I’m so sorry I couldn’t get to school early today. I hope you’re not angry at me.” I smiled at my phone, Dante was just so fucking cute. I could already imagine him giving me a puppy dog eye with those cute brown eyes. 

“No baby, you didn’t get me angry. I’ve missed you my love.” My smile was getting wider. He opened my message immediately, and I could see the 3 dots on our chat which indicated that he was typing. 

“Same here my love. What do you say about meeting me at the Janitor office again today. I’ve missed your sexy lips babe. Let’s not even get started at your perky nipples. Baby I’m getting hard already.”

“Don’t worry baby I’ll help you fix your hard on just the way you like it.” I was smiling as I sent the text. But I was interrupted by Mr. Williams.

“Miss Monroe, would you like to answer the question I asked?” Mr. Williams said, his face showing how pissed he was at me. 

“ Oh uhm.” I felt slightly embarrassed because I didn’t even get the question. 

“Sorry sir but please can you repeat the question?” I asked, my voice low due to how shy I was. The whole class's attention was on me, and I felt weird.

“Miss Monroe!!.” Mr. Williams called my name, showing his displeasure in my lack of attention. 

“I asked for the definition of Operational level, and the people under it.”

“They are the first line managers and supervisors focused on the day to day execution of tasks to ensure the business runs smoothly. And the people under Operational level are team leaders, foreman, and shift managers. “ I answered, feeling so confident in myself and internally happy that I had revised this topic before today's class. 

Although Mr. Williams wasn’t convinced entirely, he let me off the hook. I didn’t bother replying to Dante's text in order not to get on Mr. Williams' bad side. 

After about 45 minutes, Mr. Williams finally ended the class and didn’t give us any assignment. 

I packed my bags, getting ready to leave the class. 

“Miss Monroe please stay behind.” I looked up at him, confused as to why he wanted me to stay behind, but I didn’t argue with him. 

By the time everyone had left, I headed to the front of class to hear what he had to say. He looked at me with a look of seriousness, which made me more confused. 

“You’re a very smart girl Georgia. If not my best student. But recently, you’ve been lacking attention which isn’t good for an A+ student like you. If there’s anything or anyone distracting you, and it’s something I can help you with, don’t hesitate to reach out to me. I’ve been watching you and your grades for a long time now, and I know you can do way better than now, and I want you to focus .” He said, and I just stood there shocked. I knew I was an outstanding student, but I never knew Mr. Williams took an interest in me. 

“Thank you sir, and I can assure you I’m fine. I’ll just work harder and better.” And with that, I left not waiting to hear what he had to say.