"Milo!" she called, rushing around their room.
He ran in, shaving cream on his face, looking worried. But, as he saw her delima, he rolled his eyes and walked back to the bathroom. "The white top looks better, hun!" he called.
She nodded and slipped it around her shoulders, buttoning it up and throwing her hair into an artsy bun. She paced around the room for a few more minutes, periodicly checking her watch.
When Milo walked back in, he had his work shirt on, and was trying to fix his tie. "Would you relax, Liz," he said. "Everything will be fine. Who are you working so hard to impress? A group of roudy kids?"
She shot him a glare and fixed her hair for the twentieth time. "Don't call them that, you havn't even met them," she defended.
He worked hard to repress a sigh, once again, and walked over to their mirror, combing his hair back the same boring way he always wore it. "Neither have you, for the record."
She looked down and he came over and kissed her cheek. "Stop worrying so much, it'll be fine. Have a good day. I love you," he told her, as he picked up his suitcase and walked away.
Elizabeth had wound up leaving her hair to fall straight, as boring as her boyfriend's.
She was writing on the chalk board, "Welcome back, sophomores!" When the first few kids entered the classroom. She turned sharply on her heel with a giant, nervous smile on her face. "Hey guys!" she exclaimed, not letting their slightly creeped out expressions put a damper on her enthusatic mood. "Did you have a nice summer?"
A clearly spray-tanned girl nodded slightly with a small fake smile on her face as the other students just glanced at each other.
Elizabeth scratched her head awkwardly and turned back towards the board to continue writing, "This is Ms. Weaver's 11th grade English class."
Yes, I know, you guys are probably like "wtf, you havn't even uploaded Changes yet and you're uploading another preview?" Yes, yes I am. I'm modeling this story around the movie, "Freedom Writers". It's a great movie, and if you havn't seen it, I highly recommend you watch it. I'm not using the same characters and stories and what not, just the plot and theme I guess. I'm really looking forward to writing this, I don't think it'll be like the rest of my fail stories where I just sit starring at a blank screen for twelve hours before actually writing words down. And, no, I don't think this will be a romance, so for those of you who only like to read romances, I suggest you don't read this. And, no, it's not Niley. If you'd like to imagine Elizabeth (Liz) as Miley and Milo as Nick, be my guest. You won't be happy with me if you do though. But, hey, knowing me, there will be some romance in this. I really don't want to incorpatate that into this story as much as my others, but, I have a sweet and smutty mind so we shall see. Okay, long ass author's note. Baiiii.