Annabelle sat up slowly and opened her eyes, the Sun was shining straight through the window, and the curtains hadn't even been pulled shut. She looked around and saw Christy fumbling around, getting her uniform together. Anna got out of her own bed and started dressing for her first proper school day at Bullworth.
'Morning!' Her room-mate Angie said happily, pulling up her socks.
'Morning…' Anna replied dismally, she was still somewhat in pain after her beating, her arm aching the worst.
'We only have English today; it's a pretty simple day. You should be glad.' Angie said, pulling on her shoes before beginning on her make-up.
Anna brushed her hair back, before putting some eye-liner and mascara on. She finished getting ready just before Angie, and they had fifteen minutes to spare.
'You ready?' Angie asked switching off the alarm clock and moving quickly to the door. Anna approached her and they set off on the short walk to the school.
She walked slowly down to the English classroom. She was seated by one of the windows in the middle of the room and was behind Ciaran, in front of Gary and at the side of Angie, who was looking happier than before. The English teacher stumbled in and glanced around, quite amazed that he had a room full of students, he smiled.
'Ah. Welcome back to a…another year at Bullworth Academy. I am your English teacher, Mr. Galloway.' He said with a slight drunken tone. 'I have prepared a lesson for you…You there…Yes you get up here.'
A boy wearing a blue denim jacket stood up and walked over to the front, his eyes glaring malevolently at Mr. Galloway.
'Hand out these sheets, quickly boy.' He said, nearly smacking the greaser around the head instead of simply passing the sheets on. The greaser stood still for a second, seemingly embarrased at doing such a menial job, before going around the class and handing the sheets of paper out.
'Now…Settle down! This sheet contains…Urghh, excuse me.' Mr. Galloway started coughing and spluttering but stood up straight and continued. 'The sheet contains several metaphors and similes. You will identify which is which and then write your own. Begin.' Galloway then sat down in his chair behind his desk and got out a flask.
Anna looked down at her sheet and saw about 50 sentences crammed on to it. She raised her eyebrow and looked across at Angie who was still watching the teacher with a slightly disgusted look playing across her face.
'Christy what's up?' Anna asked. Angie looked around.
'He's drinking again, in that flask. He always puts alcohol in it, and he's drinking right in front of us. It's like totally disgusting!' Angie said with disgust.
'You shouldn't care if it's alcohol or poison.' Said Casey (A large jock) from behind her, Anna turned to look at him.
'He's only a teacher. A lousy one at that, I mean what sort of teacher shows up drunk to their lessons?' Casey continued, with a smug grin. Angie now turned her disgusted look at Casey.
'What!?' Angie said alarmed.
'What the hell? Mr. Galloway is a great teacher! He always manages to do his lessons.' Angie replied angrily, glaring at him.
'Oh. Yeah of course, getting students to hand out a few drinks while he's mind is still in a slight working order…What a brilliant teacher!' Caseysaid sarcastically.
'You're the one who takes steroids!' Angie snarled back.
Casey's eyes widened. 'I don't take fucking steroids!' Casey spat back venomously.
'Well you still have a god damn problem then don't you!' Angie screeched back, snapping her pencil in anger.
'Ooh, I'm really scared of a nerdy bitch!' Caseyteased back. Angie's chair snapped back in to the table behind her, making Eunice topple backwards off her chair.
'That's it! You've had it you stupid freak!' Angie screamed, marching towards him.
Ciaran, Anna and the rest of the class were just watching the commotion whilst Mr. Galloway drank himself into a stupor. Anna jumped to her feet and pulled her back to her seat before Angie could do anything stupid. Casey was on his own feet but was teasing her.
'Take your best shot bitch!' He said, with a menacing grin. Anna pushed Angie back to her seat and turned round.
'Will you shut the hell up and sit down!' She said to Casey, staring at him uneasily. Casey followed the instruction, but his smug grin remained.
'This school blows!' Someone said from behind her. She ignored the comment and sat down herself. Angie was holding her snapped pencil in a shaking hand, whilst Eunice managed to get herself back up and on her chair. Everyone was now working on the assignment, whilst Mr. Galloway seemed not to notice what had just happened before his very eyes.
The bell rang an hour later and the class piled out, leaving their sheets on the front desk where Mr. Galloway was now snoozing. Anna waited for Angie who stormed off as soon as she left the classroom.
'Angie! Angie wait!' Anna said, running to catch up to her. 'Hey Angie, I'm gonna make a start on this Photography homework, I'll catch you later.' She quickly moved away from them, finding it better to not intrude on their relationship.
Anna walked past the bullies who were now spray-painting something about the Nerds next the run-down school bus. She sighed and turned right, deciding to take a few pictures of the Bull throwing the football, and maybe Harrington house. She was deciding on what other places she was going to take pictures of when she went straight backwards crashing into someone.
'Twice, twice I've stopped you from cracking your skull open.' Ciaran mocked, picking up her camera that had fallen out of her hands. He looked down and took a step backwards. Anna smiled.
'Thanks , I wasn't really paying attention.' He chuckled. 'No I couldn't guess, if you were paying attention you wouldn't have fallen over. What are you doing anyway?' She quickly showed him the camera, flicking through each picture. 'Ah, photography. Hey I gotta go, I'll see you later, yeah?' She smiled at him. 'Yeah see ya.' Ciaran walked off, back to greaser turf.
'Ooh la la. Our big bad bodyguard has a crush.' A boy in a denim jacket joked. 'Shut up or I'll knock you back into your mum.' He grinned straight at Ciaran. 'Hey, I'm just passing through I need to do something, now fuck off.' He walked through the greaser turf and back towards the boy's dorm. He had a sort of malicious smile, as he pulled a bike from the bushes infront of the dorm. 'Gary Smith, it's time for revenge!' He let out a slightly manical laugh under his breath.
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