Chapter 1: Welcome to English class

Elsa

The dreaded alarm buzzed at its usual time. You'd think after years of waking up early to attend high school and resently my college year that I'd be fairly use to the time.

But no. I fight the alarm every day, normally ending in me tossing the horrid device across the room. Well an attempt to say the least.

Being realist it fumbles off the side table to the floor. I'm surprised myself that it's two years old.

I drag myself out of the warm and soft bed to the cold and hardwood flooring of my small house.

Clattering to the floor I yawn. Glaring at the clock I pick it up and set it in its original spot for tomorrow's next meeting with it.

I finally stand in my two long and rather skinny feet, my legs wobbly due to the night before of endless test corrections.

I had stayed up a bit past my liking. Twelve being dead line for me, I stayed up until two saying to myself only one more I promise. That went off until I realized the stack was gone.

I slip on a grey tank up using a black flannel as my cover up seeing that schools have a strick dress code. Being a teacher I needed to be aware of these rules as well.

I force myself into skinny jeans that I swear shouldn't be marked the size that they are. Medium my ass.

I comb my hair, brush my teeth rather fast before running down my stairs and slipping on my shoes. Thinking better of my time, I skip my breakfast heading straight to the door.

However I do take an apple to snack on and remember to grab my lunch.

In the car I put on my thin frames, checking my appearance and doing what normal females do, I run my had through my natural waved hair a few times.

Satisfied with the turn out. I start my car and head to the high school, it being only ten minutes of a drive.

Making it in. I place my lunch in the teachers Lounge. As I walk out of the room, I notice the small amount of students here.

A few greeting me as I make my way to my class room.

Biting into my apple, I hear the clashing of lockers increased and chatter start to arise.

A few students from my first hour dropping into to set their stuff down on their assigned desk.

I throw the apple to the trash and head to the opening of the room watching students make fools of themselves.

That was high school though, a time to test waters before being released as an adult. Jokes are needed now more then ever.

Stress will find its way to my seniors.

Warning bell ringing in the halls set the students into a loud and obnoxious mess.

A few greet me with a hello or good morning as they enter my English classroom. I decided I had enough of the hallway scene and head inside where I started light chatter to a girl who I had assigned the seat in front of my desk.

"When will the test grades be in?" She asked as she organized her stuff neatly under her chair in the small metal type tray.

"I suppose this class's grade should be in tomorrow the latest." Her sits up from her slouched position giving me a smile as she does.

Dark brown eyes boring into me.

Then final bell rung. I allow the class to get fixated and ready seeing some of them were chatting to friends from across the room. After a minute I start my teaching.

"Who here knows the story Romeo and Juliet?" I ask the tired class. A lot all rose their hands. "Good because this unit we will be reading and analyzing the story. Picking apart scenes and acting through the important scene."

Tired yet eager eyes followed me as I slightly paced the room like I always do when teaching.

This unit should be a lot...easier? The last unit was hard according to students. Of course said being half of them didn't read their chosen book and refused to do their essay correctly.

Neverless, this should be easy. Even for the simplest mind.

As I explain more into what we'll be doing I soft knock was heard on the door. I open the door immediately meeting teal eyes with a lost expression. She clinched a paper and inhaled.

"I-is this English with..." She glanced down at the paper before meeting my gaze again. "Ms.Arens?"

"That would be correct. Why are you almost fifteen mintues late?"

I glance back at the curious and confused class of mine as the girl took her time trying to speak.

"I just t-transfered here and I got here late."

"Well I let this pass but I expect you here on time Miss..." I say waiting for the redhead to give me a name to use.

"Oh! Anna...Anna Fields."

"Alright Miss Fields come on in." I step away from the doorway allowing the shy girl inside. Her face booming with embarrassment as she saw twenty-eight sets of eyes of her. "Class this is Anna. She will be joining our class so make sure to make her feel welcome. Is there anything you'd like to say Anna?" I ask and she quickly shakes her head obviously wanting to sit down. "Very well. Take a seat over there next to Rapunzel. Rapunzel sweetie, please raise your hand."

Rapunzel rose her hand happily. She's the cheer captain so I have my doubts when setting the new girl to the school next to her but you never know. Maybe by next week Anna will be one with the popular kids.

Heavens knows that I wasn't but that's besides the point. This new kid reminds me a lot like myself in highschool. I should lighten up on the girl but I know that won't work.

I'm pretty known for being a calm and supportive teacher, one you'd go to for advice or help but I was also know to be strict and uptight in class.

Sighing slightly I resume the lesson.