The BadBoy Wants Me 2016 {revising} (#OnceUponNow) (#Wattys2017)

First {revised}

dedicated to @cella1239 for adding a non-werewolf story to a werewolf reading list. funniest thing i ever saw..... i love it

I watched the second hand on the clock make it's way around it's face, effectively watching my time slip away only twenty minutes left until the bell goes and I can go home, not that that's any better than here

my heart starts to beat in time with the quiet tick tock of the seconds as the minute hand moves but i starte to calm down again as I realize that I'm not any closer to the bell and wasn't going anywhere fast.

I rest my chin on my hand turning my gaze to the window, it was a common pass time for me where birds danced in the branches of trees that were shaken with the gentle blowing of the winter wind my mind then began to wander taking me away from the classroom that I sat in at the moment,

maths was never my strong point actually no subjects are my strong point, i was the key exsample of an underacheiver, or a no acheiver. i had no friends and felt as if every body in this school was out to get me

well most people

and as the teacher blared on i started to day dream. thinking about the things I could do when I was older, the places I could go, the people I could meet the things i could do...

I was thrown out of my day dream as my teacher, Mr Woodland, smacked a ruler against my table. if this man was serial killer it would be his favorite weapon 

I jolted up in surprise yelping from the fright the class exploded with laughter and i sank down in my chair my face turning a bright shade of red

but his was full of nothing but anger and lets just get something straight, we were never on good terms in the first place, his brown guinea pig eyes stared into my extremely tired and slightly frightened blue one, frightened because i knew what he was going to ask of me

"Miss Parker" his brisk voice said loud and booming though the practically empty class room attracting the attention of the already half asleep students who were, like me, waiting for the time to pass and the bell to go

I looked down at my desk as I felt more eyes on my but I had no choice but to look up as I realized he wasn't going to continue until I had done so I pushed my ginger hair behind my ear and my eyes connected with his

"Yes sir?" I ventured my voice quiet and hesitant

 I was a big dreamer, if you haven't already noticed, but when it came to human interaction I would turn shy with the click of your fingers I was never one for class discussion the same as I was never one to make friends either, maybe that was the reason why i had none? or maybe because people thought i was so weird.

he stood straighter his back as straight as that ruler he was so fond of as he regarded me for a few seconds unnerving me more before he turned sideways to the board pointing the ruler he had in his left hand to the white board that had crudely shaped numbers sprawled on it's glossy surface

"Seeing as you think you are so smart" he drawled out glaring down at me  "would you care to give us the example and reasoning to this question?"

I winced looking up at him he raised an eyebrow the look he was giving me was harsh and i shrank down under his degrading stare I then without another word pushed myself out of my chair I moved around my desk until I was right next to him my small 5"3 height not near reaching his larger possible basket ball player height

I quickly smoothed out my uniform a dark grey skirt that was paired with a almost practically white see through shirt before I took the walk of shame to the white board feeling him move along behind me like a police officer directioning a inmate back to his cell insuring that i went to where i was suppose to be going

and that place was the white board ocated at the very front of the room

I stood at the board feeling everyone staring at me I felt myself shaking slightly I never liked being the center of attention.

I grabbed the white board marker he handed me lifting it up to the white board my hand still quivering not a single sound was made every one waiting for me to start i hesitated for a long period of time

"preferably this year Miss Parker" Mr Woodlands harsh voice cut through the silence and I nodded quickly.

A shrill ringing of the fire alarm filled the emptiness of the room, it wasn't the bell, but I was grateful none the less. I let out a sigh of happiness before making my way to the door following after my class mates.

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