• Chapter 2
    It was Wednesday. I do my daily wake up routine and catch a ride from my older brother, Steve. He is 17 and he goes to the same school as me. I have my permit but my brother never lets me drive, probably because I am usually half asleep.
    Today in Chemistry, a.k.a. the sleeping class, I am once again sitting in the back of the lab writing down the terms on the board and simultaneously passing notes with my friends Briana and Steph.
    Steph is the cheerleading co-captain. She is very athletic and is a sophomore like both Briana and I.
    I notice that a boy and Principal Laxot were outside the door. Mr. Briolette looks up from his book when Ms. Laxot opened the door. Everyone looks up from what they were doing to listen to Ms. Laxot.
    “Good morning Ms. Laxot.” Mr. Briolette said. He says this in really weird voice, I thought.
    “Good morning! Class. Mr. Briolette. Class we have a new student in our midst-Mark pay attention-his name is Mr. David Kinchella. Now would anyone like to volunteer to guide Mr. Kinchella?”
    Immediately Sophia Martin raised her hand. “Yes Ms. Martin. You will help Mr. Kinchella.”
    “I would love to help! David is it?” She said. Sophia is considered, to put it nicely, a slut. She has gone far beyond being a virgin. After she was called a goody-goody for 3 years she cracked open her “shell” and started dating 3 guys or more a month. It’s kind of ironic considering Briana changes guys every week, and Sophia and Briana hate each other. The guys all claim they made out and had sex almost every night. Yeah right! Even Sophia couldn’t handle that. No one had a problem with her until she started to make out and flirt with girl’s boyfriends, but claiming that they were drunk. Eventually she did everything a true slut would do. Now she has her own “crew”, the V-crew, otherwise known as the v****a Crew. All they where are short skirts, thin small tees, and sometimes high-heel boots that go up to their knees.
    “Of course she would love to help,” Briana said as we walk out of the lab. We all know the reason she didn’t know David’s name was because she was focusing more on his body than anything else. David looks like he is someone who plays football. He had brown hair, green eyes, and he dressed preppy.
    “I know. She is such a whore! I mean she’ll be around him like a fly is around a week old garbage bag.” Steph said.
    “Ha,” I stop mid-step, “Oh, wait I forgot my purse in the classroom. Go ahead without me. I’ll catch up.” I said.
    As I walked into the classroom I noticed that Sophia wasn’t with David. I decided to say hi.
    “H-,” I started to speak when Mr. Briolette walked in.
    “Oh! Ms. Wilcox. What are you still doing here? I thought you would have left for lunch by now?”
    “Mr. Briolette I…um…oh…I was just getting my purse.”
    “Oh well, no worries then. I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind helping Mr. Kinchella with catching up on what your class has studied so far.”
    “Um…No…I guess not…but isn’t Sophia helping?”
    “Well she was has a different lunch time than David, and well to be honest she doesn’t have as good of a grade point average as you. So you’ll help then…great! Then how about everyday 6th period you and Mr. Kinchella meet in my room. How does that sound?! Good...Good. Why don’t you start now?”
    “Sure I don’t see why not.”
    I wasn’t too happy about having to miss lunch with my friends, but I am ok with having to spend it a total hottie. As I sat down next to him, he turned his head, looked at me, and then immediately turned back to what he was reading.
    “So, I guess we’ll start with chapter 1.”
    “Sure. Whatever.” David said.
    He doesn’t seem too excited to spend time with me, I thought.