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Shit I'm late.
Fuck fuck fuck FUCK!
First day and I'm sodding late. I hurry up the steps of my new secondary school, Waterloo Road.
Well its worth being late seeing as its day one and I had to get ready, making myself look as good as possible.
No-one is gonna be mistaking I, Katie Fisher as a tramp.
I waltz past security as they tut at me for my lateness.
God whatever. Why has mum even got them here anyway?
She's gonna be so pissed, hopefully she doesn't bawl at me in the middle of this dumb assembly she has called for everyone this morning.
I make my way to the hall, thankfully I've been here before when my mum had a tour of the place so I can just about remember where everything is.
I peer through the door and there is hundreds of pupils sat on blue plastic chairs, teachers standing on the sidelines and my mum front stage and centre in some hideous navy suit making hand gestures.
I breath in deeply and as quietly as possible open the door.
I close it shut and groan inwardly as my shoes make a click clop sound on the floor.
Some students start to look at me, but luckily most are too 'engrossed' in what my mother is going on about.
'Katie, how nice of you to grace us all with your presence this morning' I hear her voice sound out.
God I fucking hate her somedays
Now every person in the room as turned round to look at me, just as I find a seat at the back free.
Bitch
I glower at her and then scowl at some weedy looking kid who is blatantly staring at me with a look of disapproval.
I quickly sit down and take my bag off. Purposely staring at the front so everyone else gets the hint to do the same.
All she goes on about is about commitment and hard working this, punctuality and attendance that. Oh and about some dude called Mr Mead.
Jesus it sounds as if she is full on in love with this prick.
'Mr Mead is sorry that he couldn't attend this assembly, due to some deputy head matters that will help improve our school'
'Mr Mead and I will work closely together to ensure all of your safety' PUKE.
'Mr Mead and I will honour our roles as head of staff'
'Myself and Mr Mead will be dedicated to making sure you reach your true fulfilment and potential'
'Me and Mr Mead will be working on improving the school in every possible aspect'
'Myself and Mr Mead will be shagging each other on my desk by the end of Autumn term that's for sure'
Well maybe not that last one, but listening about her go on about this dick is making me hate him substantially already.
After what seems like hours of talking, she finally dismisses us but of course not without...
'Katie can I have a word with you please'
Great
I sit down waiting for everyone else to file out, before slowly walking over to her, acting as if this is not a big deal.
Well to be honest it isn't I already know what's coming.
'So then young lady, would you like to tell me where you were last night?'
I roll my eyes
'I already told you, with Lucy, I didn't plan on sleeping round it just happened. Sorry I didn't call, I know I should of but it just slipped my mind seeing as we were having so much fun' I lie smoothly.
'Katie, I'm getting rather fed up of you going out and deciding you want to stay the night without calling me. You have no idea how much I worry'
Oh shut up
'Yeah ok sorry mum, it wont happen again'
'Well Katie I-'
'Look mum' I say cutting her off before she goes on again 'I'm gonna be late to class, surely you of all people wouldn't want me to be late again?'
Ha get out of that.
'Fine then Katie but we'll continue this conversation later'
Whatever
I walk off, not wanting to be around her for a second longer.
Once out into the corridor I root around my bag and find my crumpled up timetable.
Science
Room S4
Mr Mead
Oh someone shoot me, its that idiot she kept going on about.
I want to walk really slowly to class, delaying the process of being there but I know I shouldn't be late again otherwise I'll have 'Mrs Fisher' on my case.
I hurry off, trying to remember where the science block is.
I walk quickly down the corridor and I can see the science room I need to be in.
Luckily most of the class are just filing in, no sign of this infamous Mr Mead.
Hopefully he's still tied up with this deputy head crap.
I walk in and find an empty spot at the back yet again and sit next to some girl with longish black hair.
She looks at me warily and I smile back.
'I'm Katie'
'Vicki'
She seems more friendly now, hopefully I can go on to make my first friend at Waterloo Road.
'So what is this Mr Mead like then?' I ask her
'Mead's alight, actually one of the most laid back teachers here really'
Riiiiiiight...
I wonder how uptight the other teachers here must be then.
The door opens and a guy comes in, carrying a load of textbooks.
He has black hair, a blue shirt and tie on.
He looks around at the class and smiles.
Oh my fucking god!
It's him.
It's the guy from last night.
The guy that I slept with.
It's Chris..and he's Mr Mead?
I sit there and notice that my mouth is open. I quickly close it, not knowing what to do with myself. Do I make myself noticeable or hide away?
'Paul seeing as your so contempt in texting in my class, you can hand out these textbooks, one between two please'
Thankfully he hasn't noticed me yet, so this gives me time to think on what I should do.
I still cant believe it, the guy I propositioned this morning is my science teacher?
Why is this happening?
Am I being punk'ed?
Get a grip Katie
This Paul guy hands out the textbooks, grinning at Vicki in what he probably hoped was in a cool sophisticated way.
'Ew Paul Langley really needs to get the memo that I'm not interested already' Vicki mutters to me
I give a snort of laughter, meanwhile my mind is racing.
'Page 12 please' I dare to look up and see that Chris is writing on the board.
God he looks so sexy even from behind
He starts to turn around and I quickly look down, not making myself noticeable in any way.
'So I thought as a welcome back present for you all, we would have a test' Groans go around the classroom 'Hey come on guys its not that bad, its just going to be on the Periodic Table and you have to call out the answers'
The class stops moaning, deciding that its not that bad.
'So then can anyone tell me what AL stands for?'
'Aluminium' a girl calls out
'Ca?'
'Calcium sir' a male voice says
'Rh?'
No-one calls out this time.
'Come on guys, you should all know this..no-one? Hmm what about you at the back, you seem to be quite quiet'
Please not me, please not me, please not me!
My heart thumps, not knowing how he is going to react if its me.
Silence still. I feel Vicki nudge me.
Oh god here goes it
I slowly look up at him and see the colour drain from his face. He gasps but then quickly regains his composure.
I feel nervous, and give a shaky smile as the class turn around to see what's making Chris react like that.
My mouth feels dry but I have to reply to him, otherwise people will wonder what's up.
'Rh stands for Rhodium'
'Urm yes, correct you are...'
He looks at me gesturing for me to say my name
'Katie' I quickly add, wanting to draw the attention away give to me from my classmates
'Right well done Katie' he gives me one confused look filled with worry before turning away from me.
I look down at the wooden table, inscribed in biro consisting of swear words.
'mr mead is fuckin hawt xo' is one for example.
'So today class, we shall be doing a practical, so full attention on me whilst I give you instructions please'
I bring myself to look at him and find that he is wearing a pair of goggles, he looks a bit goofy but I find myself loving him for it.
He looks up from the test tube he is holding and glances at me before quickly averting his eyes back down to the test tube.
This feels agonising. He's right here in front of me, I want him so badly but at the same time, I feel sick and nervous.
I sit there watching him intently as he shows us through the practical, asking almost every student in the class a question, except me.
He never looks at me and I feel a tug of disappointment.
The whole hour goes by in a blur, thoughts in my head whirling around like some sort of fairground ride.
The sound of the bell signalising the end of first period ripples through me.
'So class don't forget I want you to write me a fact sheet about any chosen element from the periodic table for this Wednesday, I wont accept any latecomers ok?'
The class grumbles and start to pack up their stuff.
My mouth has gone dry, not knowing what I should do. I twist a strand of hair round my finger, and decide to wait for Vicki seeing as we seem to be getting on well during this lesson.
'So you got art next?' I ask her, to make conversation, to pretend that this is just a normal situation, and no I haven't just slept with my Science teacher.
'Yeah, I suck though' She pulls a face and I laugh 'Hopefully this years art teacher will be cool'
We start to walk to towards the classroom door and I'm aware of Chris eyes on me, my legs shake slightly but why should I feel nervous? After all I really like this guy. So what he's my teacher? I'm 16 almost 17 its not as if I'm a child.
I put my head up in the air, showing that I don't feel nervous or intimidated.
'So any good gossip about this place then?' I ask Vicki as she links arms with me
'Um Katie can I have a quick word with you please?' Chris suddenly darts to the door in front of us, holding it open, looking pointedly at Vicki to leave.
I look at Vicki and she rolls her eyes at me 'I'll save you a seat' she says before leaving the room.
Chris closes the door and waits until the corridor is clear.
I walk up to him by the door, standing so close I can smell his aftershave, even though my legs are still a bit wobbly, I still stand there.
I put my hand on my hip and the other on the filing cabinet to my right
'So anything I can help you with?'
Thankfully despite my mouth being dry, my words come out low and playful.
He turns around alarmed and pushes away from me.
'Look Katie, this is serious, last night should have never happened'
I smile and it doesn't falter.
Ignoring my jelly legs I slowly walk towards him, like a lion stalking his pray.
'It's ok, I don't feel abused, I'm not a victim. I wanted it to happen'
He looks down at me taking in my figure in my tight skirt and blouse and I see him swallow.
'This is wrong Katie. I cant believe I let this happen. You under-age, you shouldn't have even been in that club anyway'
I carry on walking towards him
'Yeah for drinking...'
A knock on the door interrupts me and the door opens
'Ah Chris, I was hoping I would find you here. Oh I see you've met my daughter Katie, I hope she hasn't been giving you any trouble'
Great. It's Saint Fisher.
Chris looks at me with a look of disbelief and I grimace.
'Uh no she hasn't I just wanted a chat with her about the upcoming homework' He spits out, finally taking his eyes off me to look at my mother.
'Right, well if your free and I want to go survey my kingdom, and Katie remove that ridiculous scarf, you know full well its not part of the uniform'
She walks over to me and snatches it off, and I feel a rise of anger swell up with embarrassment within me.
Who does she think she is?
'And Katie I think you should get going to your class now, don't you think? It's ten past'
I scowl at her and exit the room wanting to be as far away from her as possible.
Whilst walking down the corridor I look back through the window and I see Chris glance at me with a scared look on his face.
Let me guess, my mother will be poisoning his mind against me like the ice queen she is.
I try to clear all thoughts of her from my mind and focus on talking to Chris again, hoping he would seem more in favour of us being together.
I'm sure I feel something there.
