Okay, so all of this is totally AU people. And the reason it's Caitlyn as the student and not Mitchie is because I just think that Caitlyn as more outgoing and it kinda takes an outgoing person to be the student in a student/teacher relationship don't ya think?

Caitlyn's POV

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Miss Torres

Chapter 1 - This Is My Life

"Did you hear Mrs. Ronald is gone?" An excited Lola asked me as I sat down at my desk in the back of the room for another exciting first period.

"Bout time she died." I replied and getting a laugh from Lola and Sander. They're totally my best friends in the world. I couldn't live without them with me. We complete each other on so many levels. Lola's the gossip and fashion queen, Sander's the brains, and I'm the lazy bum. It just works.

"Actually she moved to a different school. Better pay." Sander replied from his seat in front of me as Lola sat down in her seat to my right.

"Good. Now she screw with other people's minds." I commented. They giggled but stopped when the tardy bell rang and the teacher yelled for us to shut up.

"Bet it's just another crack head." Lola whispered my way.

"Hopefully this one actually has an idea of what state they're in." Sander quietly said back. We giggled quietly as the teacher wrote some crap up on the board.

"Caitlyn." Lola whispered as other students started taking notes. All of them except me, Lola, and the sleeping boy on the other side of the room. "Still planning on crashing Peggy's party on Friday with me?"

"Course." I replied while folding my arms on the desk and resting my head on them while the teacher rambled on about something so not important to life.

"What are you gonna wear?" Lola asked with smirk. She knew fashion was not my deal.

"Just be glad I'm not going naked." I whispered back.

Her eyebrows rose up and she smirked while whispering, "I wouldn't mind seeing that at all."

Lola flirting with me? That's a new one.

"Are you planning on taking anyone?" She asked after two minutes of listening to the teacher talk.

"Nope." I replied in a bored voice.

"Well, if you're not taking any of your clearly available bi buddies...maybe you could take me." She smiled.

"Like a date?" I asked in disbelief. I sat straight up, only to then slouch down into my chair, and stared at her. Lola getting a little experimental on me?

"If that's what you wanna call it." She winked. "Pick me up at seven?"

"Sure." I replied, still a little confused on why I didn't pick up any signs that would give me some warning that this would happen.

"Great." She smiled before leaning back in her chair and writing down the notes from the board. I spent the next fourty-five minutes watching her pencil move across the page, wondering what else could spin this day around.

It wasn't until fourth period that a teacher actually said something about the new guidance counselor.

Mr. Frank, a balding and chubby man, walked up to the front of the class. I just happened to be seated right up at the front and his hairy mole caught my attention. I couldn't stop staring at it as his southern Alabama voice started talking to the class.

"Now, as you've heard by now, Mrs. Ronald is no longer with us." He stopped as a few boys started snickering and he stayed silent until they noticed that they were caught. "Anyhoo, you'll be spending this class period getting to know the new guidance counselor and introducing yourself. All of my classes are doing it, and so are all the other history teachers. Grap your things and follow me."

I picked up my books and my heavy as crap backpack. I walked next to Andy as the class headed towards the front of the school. I had no idea what we were doing, the image of Mr. Frank's mole still at the center of my mind, so I asked Andy.

"I think we're going to meet the new shrink." He guessed as we turned onto the main hallway of the giant high school and walked towards the guidance counselor's office. Mr. Frank and his giant butt stopped so the rest of us did too.

"In alphabetical order you'll go in and introduce yourselves as kindly as you can. Remember, first impressions mean everything." He explained while putting his hand on the door. He opened it and stuck his head in to talk to someone. He nodded and walked away from the door and pointed towards the kid with the last name Adams, who quietly walked through into the room.

The rest of us leaned against the wall and talked. It didn't take long for them to reach the letter G. When Mr. Frank yelled out my name, I sighed and said bye to Andy, telling him that my will is in my locker in case I don't make it out alive.

I walked towards the rather large wooden door that used to be Mrs. Ronald's passage way to a carefree world of joy or whatever the hell she called it. I was too tired from staying up last night talking to Nate, this really cute guy in my sixth period, on IM.

I turned the door knob and walked in, the door shutting by itself behind me. I didn't even look at the lady until I sat down in the hard plastic chair and threw my crap on the floor beside me. When I did, my heart froze. I'd expected her to be another ugly version of Mrs. Ronald. Or worse, maybe a super bitch version of Mrs. Ronald. But no.

She was hot.

"Hello, Mrs. Gellar." She smiled at me while folding her hands and glancing down at a clipboard that must have my personal record on it. I blushed because I could see from my seat that it was thick with papers on all the crap I'd pulled over the years since the first grade.

"Hi." I lamely said back.

"I'm the new guidance counselor, my name is Miss Torres." She smiled before her eyes went down to look at the clipboard again.

"Hi...Miss Torres." I replied trying to impress her with my sense of humor that had apparently left me at the moment for something better.

"Well, now that we're not strangers any more, is there anything you feel like getting off your chest? Anything you'd like to talk about before we begin?" She asked, while looking up at me. Her brown eyes were intense. They sent a shiver down my spine. Her eyes had to be the best part of her. But...now that my eyes have figured out how to move down...

"Uh..." I mumbled while snapping my eyes down to my hands in my lap. "...no?"

She smiled before glancing at the clipboard again and then back up at me. "It says here that you've been to the dean's office four times in the last two months. Care to explain?"

"It's not my fault Mrs. Hershey hates me." I replied. She smiled at me, which made my stomach fill up with butterflies.

"You put three pounds of chocolate in her desk." Miss Torres replied with a small smile that said she was trying not to laugh.

"And she could have taken that a lot better then she did." I replied with a grin. Miss Torres just laughed quietly before flipping the page on her clipboard.

"Do you realize how low your grades are?" She asked with concern in her voice. "You seem like a very smart young lady, why the problems?"

"I've just had a lot to deal with lately." I replied quietly while trying to hide my blush.

"Do you mind if I ask what?" She questioned. I could tell how interested she was. Why? Because it's her job? I'm probably just hearing crap. She doesn't care about me. It feels nice to think that, but no. It's just her job to brain wash kids.

"Actually, I do." I replied with a small frown as thoughts of my fighting parents came to the front of mind. The most recent one about them catching me and that girl from Spanish in a total lip lock on my bed.

"Well, I've got the rest of your class to see, but promise me you'll come back some time soon." She smiled. I stood up and while I was picking up my stuff, I was almost certain she was checking me out. But when I turned around her eyes were on her clip board again. Huh...

"Promise." I truthfully replied before turning and walking to the door. I could feel her eyes on my butt this time. Crazy...right? But yeah, whatever, I'd be back to see Miss Torres. Maybe not to talk about my personal issues, but to see her. Yeah, I'll be back alright.

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AN: Should there be more or not? I know I should be writing for Lost In The Moment, and I am! But this popped into my head today and would not leave. XD I had to write it which meant I had to post it. Tell me what you think though!!