“Laptops and phones away, in your seats” said the teacher known as Mr Hills. He walked up to me and looked at the boy asleep next to me “wake up Kyle” he slammed his fist against the desk “sleep in a different class not in my time” He hissed. Mr Hills looked back at me. “Note pads, pens and books out” he was now back at the front of the class.
“As you probably all know by now, there’s a new girl in school and lucky for us” he rolled his eyes. “She is in my class, sorry our class.” He looked around the class.
“Be nice to her and all that speech” so this is my head of 6th form and English teacher. “And if you’re not nice you know what will happen to you” he stared at us.
“What?” said some geeky girl at the front?
“Well of course you wouldn’t know you kiss arse” Mr Hills gave her a funny look. So nice.
Mr Hills turned to the white board “right”
“So, what’s your name” Kyle asked me lazily looking half awake.
“Trixie”
He studied me. “You don’t look like a Trixie”
That’s because it’s not. A small voice said in the back of his head. “I’ve been told” I put my head in my hand and watched Mr Hills.
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Spy Sister
Teen FictionIf you are reading this you are reading about my life, well the some bits I want you to know and oh don’t forget about how I spied on my foster brother Kurt. I am the world’s top secret teen agent no one knows anything about me, my age, real name or...
