Thanks for all the great reviews guys! Somebody suggested that I make a one-shot when Aria is going to Hollis, and she finds out Jackie is her teacher, which I thought was a fantastic idea! By the way, I just updated Chapter 3 on my new story, so check it out! –xoxo Courtney
Aria POV:
Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! I slammed my hand onto the snooze button. Just 5 more minutes! But I knew that I had to get up and go to my first day of college; so I turned it off the alarm clock afterward. I got up, yawned tiredly, and crawled out of bed, like a slug. I knew that the room I had for English wasn't Ezra's, so I wasn't looking forward to going. I had no idea who my teacher would be, so I would just have to wait and see.
Ezra was going to walk me to class, so he could calm me down and stop the nervous butterflies from fluttering in my stomach. That made me a little more excited. I loved walking the streets of Rosewood with Ezra. We had come out about our relationship. Surprisingly, nobody made a huge deal about it. Yeah, I mean, people weren't thrilled about it, but they accepted it.
Even my parents weren't even that mad. Ella said that she saw it coming. She saw the way that Ezra and I looked at each other, and she noticed how jumpy I got whenever she spoke of him. She could see that I loved him.
I changed into a cute outfit, grabbed a bagel and two coffees, one for me and the other for Ezra, said goodbye to my parents, and headed out the door. Ezra was waiting for me at the driveway. Once he saw me, his face lit up, and he smiled. I smiled and laughed. I loved his smile, his eyes, his personality, the way he…. You know what, never mind. I thought that I might start drooling if I continued to think about it another second.
"Good morning, beautiful," he said strolling over to me, and opening his arms.
I giggled. "Good morning handsome," I replied, as I entered the warmth of his hug. I let go of him and kissed him softly.
He returned the kiss. "Ready to go?" he asked, after we parted.
I sighed. "I guess so," I answered, handing him his coffee. He nodded his head, using it as a 'thank you'.
"How do you feel about starting the best 4 years of your life?" Ezra continued to ask excitedly, as we started to walk down the sidewalk, away from my house.
"Terrible. I don't want any other English teacher but you," I groaned. I made a puppy dog face at him, and he bent down to press his lips against mine.
"Yeah," he agreed. "I can't praise any of the students if I don't have my model student there with me," he added, as he took a small sip from his coffee.
I giggled, and hit his arm, playfully. "So, you don't know who's room I have?" I asked, curiously.
"Well, you have room 127. And Mrs. Ross, who was the teacher for that room switched classrooms at the last minute; so I don't know who took over her room. You'll have to tell me who you have when I come by to pick you up at the end of class. Then, we'll head to my apartment, if you want," he exclaimed.
"Sure," I replied, sweetly. I took my free hand and slid it into his. He interlocked his fingers in mine and swung our hands. "I love when we get to do this," I admitted, gesturing to us walking and holding hands.
"Me too," Ezra agreed. The rest of the walk was spent by small talk and silence, just enjoying each other's company. When we reached the college, he bent down once again to kiss me and wished me luck before we walked in and parted our separate ways.
Room 127, I remembered, as I looked at the numbers on the doorways. I finally found the classroom at the end of the hall. I walked in, looking at the teacher. I knew my teacher was a woman because her hair was long and held by a head band. I didn't get to see her face though, since her back was to me, as she wrote something on the chalkboard. I immediately found a seat, and settled all my stuff down.
Since I had English first period, and for 3 hours, I opened up my binder and took out a few pens from my bag. I looked up at the board to see what my teacher had wrote: Mrs. Molina.
I froze. Mrs. Molina, as in….. Jackie Molina? This could not be happening. She would be out to get me all year. She would ruin it for me!
She sat down at the seat, not even glancing at the class, and took out her attendance book. She began to read off names.
"Marisa Bergernathy." A hand shot up from the back of the room.
"Tyler Crow." I heard a 'here!'
"Phoebe Farb." Another hand was raised.
"Daniel Leone." Another hand.
"Taylor Matter." She sat right in front of me.
"Aria Montgom-" Jackie froze, and looked up, searching the classroom. I went pale.
She finally saw my face. "Montgomery," she finished sharply. I faked a small smile.
She continued to call off names until she finished the list. She then began to review.
She made us write down a lot of notes, even though it was review. She asked a ton of questions from my favorite book, "To Kill a Mockingbird". I raised my hand, knowing the answer every time, but she never called on me once. It was like I wasn't even there. I didn't exist to her. I would get her back for sure. At the end of class, she handed out a new book that we had to read. I got up quickly and left. I swear I heard her laugh right as I left the classroom.
Ezra was waiting for me, smiling, with his arms crossed. I was not happy at all as I walked up to him. "What's wrong?" he asked.
"Jackie," was all I said.
"Yeah, what about that witch?" he asked, trying to make me laugh.
"She's my teacher," I answered. He froze. He had completely forgotten that she taught English. "Oh, man," he replied.
"Mm hmm," I groaned. "And she ignored me the whole time and treated me like something you find stuck to your shoe from the sidewalk," I told him.
"That's not fair," he said sternly. "Come in with me," he demanded. I didn't know what he was going to do, but I sure wanted to see it.
He walked quickly into the classroom. I stood beside him. Jackie was erasing the board. "Mrs. Molina?" I asked, trying to be as polite as possible without ripping her hair out of her head.
Recognizing my voice, she didn't respond. She didn't even look in my direction. I looked at Ezra.
He knitted his eyebrows together, yelling, "Mrs. Molina." Ooh, he didn't even call her by her first name.
She knew who it was right away, and quickly turned to face him. "Ezra!" she said happily. "Oh! I have Aria in my class. She's such a pleasure-" she began.
"Stop," Ezra demanded. "She told me what you did in class, and that is more than unfair. You treat every single student in your class equally, as if they were one person. You don't dislike anyone. If she has her hand up, you call on her, don't ignore her like she's a piece of garbage just because she's my girlfriend and she doesn't compare to you in any way. Now, I know its early, but someday, she's going to become my wife. Unlike you. I'm glad now that you called it off; because then I couldn't have met her. If I hear one more time that you treated her disrespectfully, I'll tell our boss, and you'll lose your job. So if you don't want that, TREAT HER RIGHT!" he yelled. He was basically screaming at her. Jackie backed away.
"Or I could just transfer, saying that I'm sure you dislike me compared to the other students, and that would make you look bad," added.
Ezra spoke again. "Either way, you're gonna change your attitude."
Jackie stepped forward. "I can't afford to lose my job, I just can't. Fine. I'll treat you just like any other student."
Ezra and I didn't even say thank you. We proudly walked out of the building. Once we were a distance away from the college, I stopped him. "Thank you," I said.
"You're welcome. She doesn't deserve you as a student anyway," she claimed.
"You know, you're pretty hot when you're angry," I confessed.
He chuckled. "I'm guessing you still want to go to my apartment?" he asked. Oh, yes I did.
"I'll race you there!" I yelled as I pushed him and began to sprint. "Hey!" I heard him scream. Before I could turn around and laugh at him, he had already tackled me to the ground, causing us to roll around the grass, hysterical laughing. We just lay there, laughing and kissing. We were perfect for each other.