illegal

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I sat slouched into the hard metal chair, while I watched immature kids throw paper balls back and fourth. Today was the day we got a new English teacher, our old teacher Mr. Lou got caught selling dope to freshman. Mr. Lou was a chill guy, most of the time we just watched movies in his class and talked about important things, like how Disney channel had the audacity to change their logo.

"Somebody's coming!" A student yelled, while running over to his seat.

Everybody quickly sat up in their chairs, hiding the papers they were once throwing around and throwing their phones in their book bags. I kept my slouched posture, because who was I trying to impress? The door opened revealing a short woman, with her hair perfectly slicked back into a pony tail and her body was perfectly shaped. My mouth slightly fell open at how attractive she was for a teacher and some kid next to me pants slightly raised.

"Good afternoon students I'm Miss. Lovato. I will be your teacher for the remainder of the year, and with that I will have some rules." She says sternly, along with placing her purse down in the chair.

"First off there will be no talking while I teach nor any eating during my class, also no electronics of any kind or I will confiscate them, the dress code will be in-forced in my classroom as well and lastly don't try me or I will put you in your place." Miss. Lovato says with a stern look.

Everyone in the classroom slightly shifts uncomfortable in their seats as she stares at us.

"Alright" she says while clapping her hands together.

"I will be assigning a reading along with multiple choice questions one through sixty tonight for homework and twenty short answer questions."

I scoff, "I'm not doing shit."

Everyone in the class turns towards me including Miss. Lovato.

"Excuse me?"

"I said I'm not doing shit!" I say flashing a smile.

Miss. Lovato let's put a small chuckle, "looks like we have a tough girl here eh?"

        I roll my eyes, while crossing my arms.

   "What is your name?" She asks, walking towards me.

                    "Alex." I bluntly reply.

      "Well Alex, trust me I strongly believe you will be doing what I assign for tonight's homework, unless you plan on join me for detention?"

        I roll my eyes, and turn away from her. She lets out a small ignorant chuckle and I hear her heels start to click away.

                         "Bitch" I mumble.

         Miss. Lovato stops in her tracks, turning around towards me with a smirk, raising her eyebrow.

        "You're right I am a complete bitch Alex thank you, but for that I'll see you after school in detention."

         Everyone in the class does those little stupid "oooo's" and the bell rings, signaling eighth period was over. Everybody begins to grab their books and shuffle out the classroom.

                   "See you later babydoll."

           I turn towards her and flip her off and then exit the classroom with a slam of the door.

          After eighth period, ninth period flew by and now I was on my way to detention. Once I was in front of the classroom, I turned the knob revealing an empty classroom.

         What kind of teacher isn't on time to her own detention? If she's not here, why am I? I go to turn around, only to bump into somebody.

         "Uh uh where do you think you're going little miss?"

         I groan, turning around and marching into the classroom. I threw my back pack on the floor and sitting in the first seat I saw. Miss. Lovato walked in and sat in her red chair, while staring me down.

                   "May I help you?" I ask.

     "And that attitude is the reason you're in detention."

          "My attitude is just fine Lovato."

         Miss. Lovato clenches her jaw, looking like she wanted to say something but instead she just took out a large binder and started to flip through pages.

         "Alexandra take out your homework for my class and start it."

                  "Don't call me that!" I spat.

"As I said Alexandra-"

"And I said don't fucking call me that." I spat.

Miss. Lovato stares at me in slight shock. "Watch your tone."

"Or what?" I ask, rising from my chair.

Miss. Lovato raises one of her eyebrows and stares at me in amusement as I approach her desk. Once I reach her desk I look down at her teacher planner revealing her full name.

Demetria Devonne Lovato

"What do you possibly find so amusing Demetria?"

Demetria looks taken back by my use of her first name. Demetria rises from her seat with fire in her eyes.

"My name is Miss. Lovato to you."

I let out a laugh, "oh I don't think so."

"I do think so Alexandra!" Demetria yells.

"Don't call me that Demetria!"

"Don't call me that Alexandra!"

"Demetria!" I scream.

"Alexandra!" Demetria yells.

"Demetria!"

"Alexandra!"

"Demetria!"

"Oh just shut up already! You are so fucking immature!" Demetria yells slamming her hand on her desk.

"I'm immature? You're the one arguing with me!"

"Just shut the hell up Alex!" Demetria yells, her face bright red while sitting back in her chair.

"Fine!" I yell back, marching to my desk.

"Fine!" She yells back, ending our little fight.

This was going to be one hell of a year.

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Hey y'all! I'm back, since I forgot my password for a good year but I'm finally getting back in my writing groove.

I hope y'all enjoyed the first chapter!! Thank you so much for reading and please comment, vote and share my story it's very much appreciated loves!

- Bri 💕