3. Saved
Chemistry class passed by in a blur.
I couldn't focus on anything except how the biceps of Charlie was profound in his tight shirt. Why does he have to wear something like that?. To seduce the students.
All the rest of the girls in the class did was throw flirty cat calls at Charlie till the bell rang. Charlie's green eyes strangely kept glancing at me half the time he was talking. My face was as red as a tomato when the class was over.
After the bell rang, Charlie closed the textbook in his hands with a sigh.
"Okay then. Class dismissed" his voice sounded so song like. So much better than Mikes'.
As I went down to grab my backpack from the floor, a girl stumbled on one of my locker legs.
"Hey watch it bitch!" She shrieked. It was Tiffany Gray. She still had the tight "VOTE FOR LINDSAY CAMERON" shirt on only that this time it was a crop top. Seriously where does Lindsay get the money for this.
Do they pay you for being popular?.
I glanced in shock at where Tiffany was seated beside Lindsay before. How did she end up here so fast and scratching her leg with my locker so fast. I saw that all of Lindsay and Mike's clique were staring towards us. Must be a set up.
"Can't you apologize?" Tiffany folded her arms up underneath her huge breast, standing confidently with one leggings covered thigh out. The way models usually stand.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry" I whispered.
"Not loud enough" she kicked my desk making me gasp sharply.
"I said sorry" I yelled.
"Too loud. You need to be thought a lesson" she grabbed a fist full of my hair and shoved my face out towards the sky revealing it more.
I shut my eyes and waited for the next thing to happen. For her hand to slap my face but it never came.
When I popped open one eyes I saw that the hand Tiffany had almost slapped me with was hanging in the air being held there by another hand from a different person. I trailed the house to find Mr Charlie beside us.
Mr Charlie.
How did he get here so fast.
His green eyes glinted in anger and he spoke through gritted teeth, "Let her go!. Now!."
The class was silent as everyone was staring at us. I saw Tiffany shiver with the authority in Charlie's voice. He had a sort of authority and command in his voice that no teacher had, it made me shudder.
She let go of my hair.
"I have zero tolerance for bullying" his voice was now cold, a total contrast to the warm one he called my name with.
His voice made a chill run down my spine. No guy had ever had that effect on me, even Mike. Why was the teacher having so much effect on me?.
"Now, get back to your place and don't try to cause trouble with anyone else!" Charlie commanded her in his dominating voice that somehow made me squeeze my legs together.
"Yes… yes sir" Tiffany gasped sharply and turned around. Her big backside shook furiously as she jogged back to her friends.
When I pried my eyes from Tiffany again to glance at charlie I only caught sight of the back of his white shirt leaving the class.
"Oh my gosh. Such a little bitch. She's throwing herself at the new teacher already."
I turned my head sharply to Lindsay when I heard her say. I was shocked she said such a thing about me, her own twin sister.
It hurts. I loved Lindsay even though she been acting like I don't exist, I've always had a spot for her no matter the distance but I didn't realize she hated me now even though I did nothing wrong.
I grabbed my bag with tears stinging my eye and hurried to my next class. Most people in the hall wore a 'Vote for Lindsay Cameron' T-shirt.
Seriously how did Lindsay get rich.
My next class went as I wanted, peacefully. Neither Lindsay or her friends were taking this class. But every now and then I felt my heart skipping a beat anytime I caught the sight of someone in white shirt pass by the window.
I was overthinking. It couldn't possibly be Charlie, there were other male teachers who wore white, definitely.
After my class for the day and the final bell rang, I was making my way to Prime's car when someone jumped me in the parking lot.
"Hey. Here's my homework. I got three this time" Mike shoved three banded books in front of my face and I quickly grabbed it before they fell.
I summoned courage and decided to ask, "When am I going to actually teach you?."
I was supposed to Mike's tutor. When I heard the school would pay a student tutor and my grades were sky high I decided to register. And guess what?. Mike was the first student I was to tutor. I'll get paid after a month.
But Mike wasn't getting any tutoring. He'd just dump his homework on me and go have fun.
"Teach me?" He asked in confusion furrowing his brow.
"Yeah since I'm your student tutor, yunno. We should decide when we both have free time and I can get to teach you the stuffs I'm supposed to."
"Yeah" he began to step away, "I'm kinda busy. I have a party tonight. Maybe some other time. Don't forget my homework though!" And he was off.
I held his books in my arms and made my way up Prime's car.
"What was he saying?" Asher asked looking at me admiringly. He really does believe I got invited to the party.
"Just about if I'd bring anything along to the party" I lied feeling proud.
"Cool" Asher brought out fries and entered the backseat of Prime's car.
"Where's Prime?" I asked.
"Just setting some stuffs. Hey did the substitute chemistry teacher teach your class today?" He asked munching on something I don't want to know.
A blush rose to my cheeks as sat in the front seat of Prime's car and answered, "Hm yes. He even stopped Tiffany from slapping me."
"That's cool. He looks so cool. Look there he is" Asher yelled.
A tinted Royce was slowly reversing it way out of the spot reserved for teachers. Asher and I watched as he smoothly maneuvered the car out and soon he would drive in front of us.
He's going to pass in front of us. He shouldn't catch me staring. But I couldn't pry my eyes away from the glow of his green eyes. His gaze met mine and a cocky smirk grazed his lips as he drove by. I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding.
He saw me! He saw me staring at him!..
"So what are you going to wear to Michael and Lindsay's party?" Asher asked..
"Uhm?. Yes the party" I answered absentmindly.