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"I can't believe we're going to be late on our FIRST day!" Melina shrieked.

Christy and Melina sprinted down the halls, desperately trying to locate their first class.

"Here it is! Room 104!" Christy quickly said.

They both entered the room, puffing and gasping, weary from all that hustle. Christy pushed her glasses up, as it was sliding down her nose, she then did a quick scan to see who was in their class.

"No…This can't be…."

Christy put her hands in an uneasy fist, seeing none other than John Cena sitting all the way in the back, with a massive grin going across his face.

"Ladies! Late on your first day I see!"

Christy got out of her gaze, seeing Melina's face as innocent as a puppy dog. Christy then turned to her irritated teacher. She was then taken aback by how completely eye-catching he was.

"Maybe that chick's huge glasses were slowing them down!"

"Silence Mr.Cena! It's dreadful enough that you failed, and that your back here yet again!"

Melina gave a sarcastic laugh towards John, rolling her eyes after.

Christy gave a look at her teacher, still stunned by how handsome he was. Brown spiky hair, huge broad shoulders, and was a snappy dresser as he wore a black suit that complemented everything about him.

"Please tell me your names ladies." He said, raising the attendance with a pencil in his hand.

"Melina Perez."

The teacher nodded.

"And you young lady?"

"I can't believe he's talking to me!"

"Ch—Christy Hemme."

"Ugh…Did I just embarrass myself?"

The teacher nodded, as he motioned for them to take a seat. Melina giggled to Christy, as she just gave out an uneasy laugh.

Christy was disappointed that her seat, just HAD to be in front of Cena's, and Melina was just beside her. John then leaned in, whispering something to Christy.

"You know, people with faces like yours, are not aloud to have huge jugs."

Christy just wanted to run away and weep, but before she could say anything, Melina had kicked in.

"You know what? Why don't you just grow up, and leave Christy alone? Ok?"

"Why don't you learn to mind your own business?"

Melina turned to her left, seeing another woman with fiery red hair, which were two shades darker than Christy's red hair. She wore green cargo pants, and quite a revealing black top.

"Well why don't you?"

"Bitch." The girl crudely said.

"Whore." Melina snapped back.

"That is enough!" The teacher yelled.

John and the mysterious girl started chuckling to each other.

"Miss.Dumas, you know better than to talk like that! And for you Mr.Cena, one more warning and you'll be sent directly to the office!"

Christy dug her head into her hands, why was this happening to her?

"I would like to be the first to welcome you, if you're new here to Brearley High School. And welcome back, if you're here…" The teacher glared at John and Amy Dumas. "A second time."

Christy looked over at Melina, who was having a non-audio fight with Amy, as all she could do was just smile at her short tempered friend.

"This is your English class, and let me introduce myself. My name is Mr.Batista!"

"WOOO! You're the man Dave!" John yelled out, the class joined in and laughed at his immature joke.

"That's MR.BATISTA to you Mr.Cena!"

"Mr.Batista. That's all I need to know…"

Christy smiled to her self, as the class just kept on going and going….The rest just seemed like a haze to her…She was too busy caught up, day dreaming…..