Chapter 13: A Nightmare Come Back
A/N: I know its been quite a while since I;ve update, sorry about that. Enjoy
Miley stayed on her knees and cried for five minutes. How could this happen? After leaving the girl school three years ago Miley, thought she was safe from the eyes and ears of Miss. Kunkle. Now she was her English teacher. Would things be different now, since Miley was in high school? Or worse….would Miss. Kunkle humiliate Miley, by all the stories and things she made her do? Miley finally looked up as tears filled her lovely eyes.
"I expect you to do as you are told here. If you cause me any trouble missy I will make sure you don't pass English." Miss. Kunkle said pointing her index finger at a scared and horrified Miley. "Don't go shooting off your mouth about how I was so mean to you at that boarding school."
Miley nodded her head as the tears finally fell. She was never going to pass English even if she studied and studied Miss. Kunkle would make sure she didn't and never would.
A knock came at the door. More students had arrived. "Get up!" Miss. Kunkle commanded as she yanked Miley up by her right arm. Miley went and sat down. After every student had arrived Miss. Kunkle stood at the front of the class. "Miley Cyrus sit in the front row, where I can see you." Miss. Kunkle asked.
Miley got up and walked slowly to the front row and sat in front of Miss. Kunkle's desk. "The rules of the classroom; you are expected to turn in all homework on time…no extra time, you will respect everyone and everything in this room, No talking back at anytime, if any of these rules are broken you will be in the principal's office." Miss. Kunkle said looking at Miley while she told of the rules.
An hour later English was over with and it was lunch time. Miley walked into the lunch room to find Lily sitting in the far corner with a boy. "Hi Lily," Miley said with a smile as she sat down with her lunch tray.
"Hi Miley, Miley this is Oliver." Lily said as her sister began eating her lunch.
"What up?" Oliver asked as a smile came to his face.
"Hi it's nice to meet you." Miley said shaking the guy's hand.
"How were the first few classes?" Lily asked taking a bit of her banana.
"Good until I got to English." Miley answered stabbing her pasta with her fork.
"What's wrong? Is the new kid sitting next to you?" Lily asked putting her hand on Miley's shoulder.
Miley looked over at her best friend with an odd look. "No, Miss. Kunkle is my English teacher." Miley answered taking anther bit of her pasta.
"What? How did this happen?" Lily asked slamming her fist on the table top.
"What's wrong? Miss. Kunkle's really nice. I have her for English as well." Oliver answered as he took a drink of his milk.
Lily elbowed him in the side. "Oh. What?" Oliver asked as he rubbed his throbbing side.
"Do you want me to tell him or you?" Lily asked looking at her best friend from a crossed the table.
"No Lily, I will do it." Miley answered putting her fork down, she could talk since no one ever sat around them. "Miss. Kunkle was my headmaster at the school I went to three years ago. My father Billy Ray Cyrus was on tour for five months. I was having a great time there. That was until my dad was "killed" in a plane crash. Miss. Kunkle put me in the attic and put me to work for months and months. She didn't care about me anymore, now that I was poor and had nowhere to go. My dad at the time was living next door with a man, but my dad had no remembrance of me what so ever. I begged and pleaded with him to remember me. It was no us he had no idea who I was. Finally after what seemed forever he knew who I was, but since he still had tours to go on he had me stay at the school for another two weeks. I wasn't treated all the other girls. I was still treated very badly, only this time hundred times worse." Miley answered to the point where she was in tears.
Lily handed her a napkin and told her everything was going to be alright. Meanwhile Oliver sat there stunned and shocked. "Wow! I had no idea. Miley I'm really sorry." Oliver answered.
Miley thanked him as the bell rang for six period. Just one more class left and she could go home. Go home and tell her daddy what had happened. An hour later Miley made her way into her beach house. "Daddy," Miley cried as she dad sat on the coach.
"What's wrong princess?" Billy Ray asked putting his paper down.
"Miss. Kunkle is my new English teacher." Miley said as a tear came down her lovely face.
"I thought we got rid of her when we left the girl school three years ago?" Billy Ray asked standing up.
Miley ran into his arms and began to cry. This wasn't far. What did she do to deserve such a mean and nasty teacher? It was all because Miley had what Miss. Kunkle didn't have and that was money.
A/N: Sorry for a short chapter, I've been very busy. What do you think? Review please and thank you:)