A/N: If you didn't already know this is a sort of rewritten/reworked version of my one shot teacher and hopefully it will make sense this time around and I'm sorry if it doesn't I'm a shit writer. Also self-harm trigger warning so and also please share. Before I start this is from Brittany's point of view.
Blood gushed out of my wrist as I made an incision in my pasty white skin with the small blade that I keep in a compartment of my jewellery box. Pain ran through my lower arm, it stung, it stung like a bitch. A hoodie would cover up the cuts on my wrist, I thought. I wasn't wearing my Cheerio's uniform as I had been kicked of the team yesterday (the first day of school) as my grades were too low, apparently never getting higher than a D isn't good.
With one of my hands occupied holding the cream cheese bagel I was eating I got into my car and drove off. I turned on my music, heavy bass came rushing through the speakers; it always helped me stay awake while I was driving.
After pulling over onto the curb outside Quinn's house I texted her that I was there.
A tired looking Quinn came out of her house and into my car.
"Hungover are we?" I asked nudging her in the arm.
"Well no" Quinn stated sarcastically.
"I'll shut up then" I said before driving the vehicle towards school.
Quinn just nodded in response and turned off the music; it must have been so loud and essentially ear drum crushing to her.
I parked in a space and pulled my time table out of my bag, I had math with Ms. Lopez.
As I walked into the class I thought it was weird that the school had employed someone under fifty, a rare occurrence. Ms. Lopez had dark ebony hair, milky brown skin, black rimmed glasses, a blue blouse and black pencil skirt; she was actually kind of hot I thought. I sat down near the back of the class and pulled my text book, note book and pencil case out of my bag. This year I had to have extra tutoring in math as I was my worst subject though seeing Ms. Lopez I wasn't minding so much to be honest.
My hair began to annoy me so I pulled it up into a messy top knot, I had caught Ms. Lopez's eye, and there was something there for a second then we both looked away and shook it off. Awkwardly I picked up a pink, glittery gel pen to doodle for a second. The pen slid across the paper, slowly it began to look like a cat, like Lord Tubbington, my beloved cat.
Soon the room was full and Ms. Lopez started the lesson, I tried to pay attention, honestly I really did but she was so beautiful, I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She wrote an equation on the board so I quickly scribbled it down in blue biro, hoping to achieve something from the lesson but no.
The end of the lesson came surprisingly quickly and Ms. Lopez asked me to stay behind.
"Am I correct in thinking that you need some extra one to one tutoring for this subject" Ms. Lopez asked.
"Yes, you are" I replied having to think about it slightly.
"Okay then Brittany, how's Thursday after school?"
That was tomorrow I thought "Sure I can make that" I responded.
After school I decided that I needed to get some exercise and as I wasn't on the cheerios anymore I really needed it. Lifting weights in the school gym, they were heavy. Ms. Lopez entered the room too a few minutes later to use the machines, she looked amazing in her gym clothes. We just smiled briefly at each other before getting back to what we were doing.