WHAT I GO TO SCHOOL FOR
Monday, September 12
"Four more years to freedom." I sighed happily, staring up at the building that would be my jail cell for the next four years. Seaview High School; home of the Seaview Seahorses... Yeah, I know, seahorses, scary... I'd been counting down to graduation ever since I started school. I couldn't wait to just leave all the education crap behind and go on the road and become a rockstar. Nothing but me, my guitar, and hopefully Miley. Justin was one lucky little SOB. He and Miley were friends... Not just casual say 'hey' on the street friends either. But, actual, he has her number in his phone kind of friends. Of course because Justin and I had been friends since we were in diapers Miley also hung out with me sometimes too. I couldn't believe it. Justin moving into Miley's old house was the best thing that ever happened to both of us.
"One year of paradise, then three of Hell." Justin contradicted and I frowned in confusion. "Miley is in her Senior year, we're going to see her almost every day for the next nine months."
"And then she goes off to college." I nodded, that would be the Hell part, not being able to see her every day. "Stupid higher education." I muttered darkly and Justin nodded in agreement.
"Hey, boys." We both turned at the sound of her voice to see Miley happily coming in from the student parking lot with Lilly.
"Hey." Justin grinned, he always smiled when Miley was around. So did I. I couldn't help it, Miley just made me want to smile.
"Ready for high school?" She asked, putting an arm around each of our shoulders and walking with us whilst Lilly rolled her eyes. She didn't understand how Miley could be friends with two lowly little freshmen.
"Ready for it to be over." I replied and she ruffled my hair. Just for the record, she's the only person who could ever get away with that.
"Don't be a spoil sport." She pouted, "come on, you're telling me that there is nothing in this entire school that could possibly interest two teenaged boys?"
"I'm sure there's something." I conceded, my eyes travelling over Miley. She was wearing a pair of tight faded jeans and a deep red v top that showed off just enough cleavage for it not to be slutty. Yes, I'm positive there was something at this school that interestd me. A lot.
What I Go To School For
The next time I saw Miley I almost tripped over my own feet. I could never get over how beautiful she was. Justin and I had different scheduals and I had math on my own this semester. At least that's what I thought until I walked in my freshmen math class and Miley was there. Miley was in my math class?
"M-Miley?" I stuttered. Great. Now there were actually witnesses to me being a stuttering idiot.
"Hey, Shaney." Miley looked up from whatever she was reading and smiled. "How many girls asked you out today?" She giggled and I blushed. Okay, so there had been a couple of girls that did ask me out, but none of them was Miley. She leaned forward in her chair and I felt my eyes go wide when it revealed more of her cleavage than before. I mean, I've seen her in her bikini a tonne of times, but I still feel like a kid in a candy store every time. And now was no different. "Any cute ones?" She whispered, smirking at me and I gulped and shook my head, not trusting my voice with the view I had right now. Miley pouted and leaned back and I let out a breath. "Hmf, well, let me know when they do so I can make you look all smart for a date." That made me want to ask a girl out just so I could spend the time with Miley, and she'd fuss over me to get me ready... But, I couldn't do that to some poor girl, I couldn't just lead her on when I knew I loved Miley. The bell rang and I hurried to sit in the front row as close to Miley as possible. I looked around and I swear this was the only class I'd ever been in where the guy actually tried to get to the front of the class.
"Good afternoon, I am Miss Kunkle, and this is my classroom. You will do as I say or you will suffer the consequences." A scary-looking blonde woman said as she closed the door behind her and the entire class fell silent. Even Miley sat up straighter and put what she was reading before away. "Miss Stewart, what are you doing here?" Miss Kunkle seemed to notice her then and Miley got a very adorable doe in the headlights look.
"Uh... I, um, I'm your TA this semester." Miley replied a little uneasily, handing Miss Kunkle a piece of paper which she read over quickly before giving it back.
"Very well, sit down, I'm sure you can amuse yourself quietly whilst I handle the children." Miss Kunkle said and Miley nodded, going over to the teachers desk when she was waved off. I knew I really shouldn't be, but I couldn't help but smile like an idiot; Miley was going to be in this class for the entire semester. I couldn't believe my luck. Miley picked up the folder she was readin from before and set it carefully on the desk along with a pen before sitting back. I knew I should be paying attention but all I could think about was Miley. As if sensing my gaze Miley glanced up from the folder and smiled at me, and I swear she was blushing. Miley looked down again and lifted one of the papers to read the one under and I saw the Princeton sheild up in the top left corner of the page... Oh... It was her college aplications. I was a freaking freshman and she was already filling out her college applications. And Princeton. That's on the other side of the country.
Miss Kunkle was a no nonses teacher who didn't waist any time just because it was the first day of school. So far we had twenty problems to do of varying difficulty to 'see just bad our previous education had been'. I frowned down at the paper in front of me. My Mom kept bugging me to at least review my previous work, but why would I want to do school work during the summer? Miss Kunkle paced up and down the aisle of the classroom and I shifted nervously in my seat when she passed me.
"Gray!" Miss Kunkle said loudly and I wasn't the only one that jumped. After the initial shock everyone looked from her to me and back again.
"Y-yes, Ma'am?" I asked nervously, what had I done wrong? I couldn't remember doing anything at all. God, I hope she wasn't going to humiliate me even more in front of Miley; I could do that well enough on my own.
"Either do the problems assigned or remove yourself from this class and be transfered to remedial mathematics." Miss Kunkle commanded and I blushed scarlett. That's what I'd done wrong, I'd been too busy daydreaming about Miley to do my work. "Stewart." Miley shot her head up and looked over to the teacher with the doe in the headlights look again. "Assist. Teach." She waved a hand in my direction. Great, now Miley's gonna think I'm an idiot.
"Yes, Miss Kunkle." Miley mumbled, closing her folder and moving it away a little before she got up and came over to my desk. The pencil I'd been holding stationary over my paper for the last fifteen minutes fell out of my light grasp when she came over and it rolled onto the floor making a loud clatter in the silent room. My mouth dropped open when Miley bent down to pick it up for me and it gave me a rather... Pleasing view. "Okay, Shaney, time to get that brain of yours into gear." I hadn't realized that Miley had put my pencil back on my desk and was now behind me, leaning over and looking at my blank paper. I hadn't even put my name on it yet. "For one, your name is Shane Gray, and you're supposed to write it up there." She laughed, pointing at the space at the top right of the page before crossing her arms on top of my head as I started writing, still burning bright red.
By the time the bell rang at the end o f the hour I'd completed all the questions assigned and handed it on my way out of the room as fast as possible. I didn't want Miley to see the rest of the class making fun of me, she probably already thought I was stupid and weird enough without the entire school telling her.
What I Go To School For
Tuesday, September 13
"You sure you want to go in there, Man?" Justin asked, it was day two of high school. He'd undoubtably found out about my math class yesterday. But, I couldn't stop now; I had math again today and Miley was going to be there. Might as well suffer through the whole day if it meant I got an hour with Miley in maths.
"Miley being TA in maths?" I scoffed, starting up to the building for day two. "Like I'm gonna miss that." I shook my head and went to my locker. There were other freshman in the hall pointing and laughing at me; woohoo... I get to be known as the kid who was threatened with remedial maths on the first day. They didn't get it, they weren't in love with their TA's. They weren't in love with Miley Stewart. "Like I'm gonna miss school when she's here." I sighed as Miley walked past with Lilly towards her homeroom, and when she looked over and smiled at me I swear she winked. Yep. Miley Stewart is What I Go To School For.
Well, I already told you that the next one is That Should Be Me in Justin's POV. The next Shane one I haven't written yet, instead I've been focussing on another writing project I'm thinking of doing, but I have decided that it's going to be Please Be Mine, and I'm going to start writing it tonight. I know in the coming chapters that it may seem to be Miley/Shane, but rest assured Justin fans that nothing has been decided and this is only the begining, so don't forget to review for who you want it to be.
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