After I left Ms. Know-it-all bitch, I headed down the halls to look for my next class. I pulled out my crumpled schedule that I had stuffed in my pocket to see where to go. "Hmm, Mr. French, maybe this guy will be nice and normal." My mind suggested, having already met serial killer and bitchy-mc-prissy.
I enter the room - high hopes that the guy will be normal. Too high hoped, because as soon as I entered reality came crashing back in, reminding me this place was made of freaks.
The room was full of flowers and I wasn't even talking like five flower pots on his desk maximum. Nope, this man had ivy growing on his walls. Shit. this place was screwed up. There were plants everywhere, on the desks - the floor - even the fricking walls.
But, apparently I was the only one who noticed this, because everyone else seem to be talking or just sitting and waiting for class to start.
I calm myself, because I didn't want any more attention then I had gotten from the last two hours.
I quickly walk to the back of class and take a seat. I see a fairly tall man with a shiny head and a bulging stomach enter the room and begin to talk.
"Hi, I'm Mr. French, and as you all know I will be teaching you math so-" I had stopped listening and started to panic. Okay first the creeper, then Ms. Stares, and now flower math guy. My mind was in a full on buzz at how goddamn weird this school was.
"Let me guess, you think it insane. That he teaches math, but has a room full of flowers, instead of math posters." I look over to see a girl with an heavy Australian accent. I nod silently as she continues. "Most of us are used to it by now, but your new so I wouldn't expect anything else but panic. I'm Lacey by the way." She smiles and winks at me.
"Emma." I start to relax as I finally found a normal person.
"I know. Your the whole talk around the school. So what's the whole thing with you and the Evil Queen." She looks at me with a grin.
"I'm going take it that's a nickname for hell on heels." I say as she snorts a bit
"Yeah, but I like your nickname better. Now come on and tell me." She says in a playful tone.
"Oh you know the usual. Girl steals a bag of chips and runs someone over trying to get away. Said girl comes back to store only to be tackled by run over person with stick up their ass." I say and Lacey eyes widen as her smile turns into a fat ass grin
"Finally! Someone else with some back bone. I was beginning to think I would stay the forever alone party girl." She'd probably continue, but Mr. French had interrupted us and told us to be quite.
For the rest of class Mr. French droned on about flowers and plants, without mentioning a thing about math. Every couple of minutes Lacey would lean over to my desk and ask a couple of questions about me and my life. I would give her the starch basics. By the end of class she made me promise to go with her to the Halloween ball, so she wouldn't die of boredom.
The day continued on, as with the weird staff and their fetishes. I learned my third period teacher, Mr. Humbert, loved all animals and how he despised hunting nowadays, because it was just for game. Though he did seem to flirt with me a bit. So I guess that could be the highlight of my day. After third period I had lunch, art then gym. During lunch I went and found the library to read. I had art with Ms. M, and yes I call her Ms. M because she did not tell us any more than that other than she has a thing for dragons and spinning wheels. I'm surprised she told us that, when I think about it. I had gym with Mr. Reed who loves everything about the school mascot, the golden knights.
When I was finished with gym and dismissed with the bell, I knew my final class was going to be hell. How did I know, well for starters I had a gut feeling and my gut feelings are never wrong. Two, Lacey came up to me saying she would be at my funeral. And finally three, when I walked in the door the devil sat staring straight at me legs crossed and an evil smile across her lips. "Yup, I'm screwed." I thought
"Miss Swan." She purred as her dark eyes bore into mine. "I know you were not paying attention in class, so you must of cheated." I open my mouth to tell this woman shut her pie hole, 'cause she had no clue what she was talking about, but she raise her index finger and continues. "So as punishment you will have to sit at the side of my desk where I can monitor you so you won't cheat anymore." She gestures this by tapping on the right corner of her desk. "Now if I were you I would go get a chair, because Miss Swan you have no idea of what I am capable of."
I angrily grab the chair and pull it up to the woman who seems so hellbent on making me miserable. If I wasn't so close to eighteen I would've suckered punch the bitch and walked out. I mentally cursed my age and how I would go to prison instead of juvie.
She had the same introduction from first period except for the part of this being science instead of social studies. She did the staring thing again, which was even more awkward because now she wasn't looking at her class, but instead had her head turned towards me. And I betcha that the reason no one complained, because it was a hell lot more interesting watching your bitchy teacher stare straight at the new girl as is she was a meal, then learning.
For payback I made it a point to look anywhere else, but her. As a result her gaze hardened and she started to get up and try to follow where I was looking. She did this as talking and I'll admit I had some trouble listening and trying not to burst out laughing at the woman determination to get me to look at her.
Eventually a hand came slamming down hard in front of me. I finally look up at her to see she breathing heavily from all the pacing she was doing for my attention.
"Miss Swan!" She if screeched and at that moment I at least knew Lacey would probably come to my burial. "If you don't stop looking everywhere, but me, god so help me I'll-
"What?" I interpreted her. You know... to put my other foot in the grave. I grimaced on the inside, but kept my cool composure on the outside. "You'll what. Punish me?" If I was going to die might as well help myself into the grave.
I watched as her face turned red and smoke begin to pour out of her ears and nose. She quickly made her way around her desk and jerked open one of draws and pulled out a piece of paper and put it I front of me.
"I was going to give this to the class tomorrow, but you can do it right here right now in front of the whole class. Miss Swan." She stands back and watched.
I had to hold the smile threatening my face. My last group home there was a kid named Alex who would always talk my ear of about the solar system. And lucky me. the quiz was just on that. I quickly circle all the correct awnser and wave the paper up and down to let her know I'm done.
"If you think this is like a bandaid, then you have another thing coming dear." She yanks it out of my hand and turned back to the rest of her class. "Now lets go over Miss Swan excuse for a finished quiz. Number one... correct? Two.. three." Her brows furrowed deeper into her face.
"Not, having deja' vu are you know Ms. Mills?" I say in overly sweet concerned voice. I was pretty sure if my smile got any bigger I could beat the Joker.
"How?" She looked up at me again as if I was a miracle worker. Man, it was fun to trip this woman up. I see the clock behind her and decided to make a grande finale.
"Because sister," I stand up and step into her personal space. "You have no idea what I am capable of.." I grab my dumpster bag and turn around. I say one last thing over my shoulder. "Your move."
As soon as I walk out the door I hear the bell ring, but I hear no one behind me make a move. I had just started a war. A war I was going to finish.
I ended up deciding to go to Grannies diner. I know I couldn't pay for anything, but at the least I could talk to Ruby. I turned the corner and made my way down the sidewalk.
I open the door expecting a hi from the waitress, but instead I get tackled by her and Mary Margaret.
"Oh! my God your alive! When I first heard that you upset the Evil Queen, I just thought she be a super bitch to you, but when I heard about your staring contests and how after you left she was in super ultra bitch mode and made five kids cry during class. And, then how during lunch in the teacher staff room she randomly started to laugh; I thought for sure you were a gonner." I listened to Ruby's word vomit a little worried about the part of randomly busting out laughing, because of my whole "psycho-serial-killer" theory.
"Uh... yeah I got warned from Lacey about my funeral." I say as I start to push Rubes and M&M off of me. "Lucky me, I already knew a lot about the solar system."
"I never had her because I'm older than you guys, but I went to school with her. She was already an ice queen back then, but when Rubes was a senior last year the stories she told made me want to wet myself." M&M says and finally releases me.
"More like shit yourself." Ruby added and let go too. At that moment a very worn out Lacey came flying in.
"Holy shit! The rumors are true, you bested the Evil Queen... while she was pissed... your... alive." I couldn't tell if the pauses were from running here or from total shock.
"Whoa wait, honey you bested the Queen." An old woman asked who I assumed was granny. I simply nodded. "Well then sweetie, grab a menu and order something. On the house" she gives me a menu and walks away.
"Is sticking it to this bitch really that big of a accomplishment?" I ask with one brow raise and the other on furrowed deep in to my skull.
"Considering the fact that granny is one of the biggest cheapskates ever and she just gave you a meal for free. Then yeah." Ruby said like it was one of those "duh" things.
"Yeah, the old hag usually makes you pay up front." Lacey said agreeing, while M&M just smiled and nodded her head.
I laugh and order a bacon cheese burger with hot cocoa. Ruby shoots me weird look when I ask for cinnamon on it, but Lacey just laughs and tells me I'm a weird one. Lacey and M&M ended up staying and talking to me.
By the time we finished talking, my burger is long gone and resting in my stomach. It was nearing 6 o'clock. I had spent three hours talking with these people, when I usually can't spend thirty minuets in the same room with one of my foster siblings.
I may have started a war. But one things for sure. I have plenty of of allies and that's something to be proud of.