C11 CLASS 12

_Angie's POV

My classmates were so busy playing and chattering that no one noticed my presence when I entered. I walked quietly and got a chair and desk at the back before settling down as I began to examine my class.

Then, I noticed a familiar face. It was Nancy. She was standing behind the window staring outside.

"Wow." I thought. "We are in the same class."

I was okay with it, at least I will have someone to call a friend. I decided to send her greetings so she would know the girl she had helped the other day is one of her classmates.

As I was about to stand up from my seat, I heard someone shout, "Shed and Davis are coming with Miss. Rose!"

With that, the whole class crumbled back to their seats. I also placed my butt back on my seat and waited for the three people who were mentioned to arrive. I didn't want to get bashful since it seems the teacher would be strict.

They finally entered and the whole class stood up to greet the teacher. I became numb again. I stood and stared at the faces in front of me. I've seen these two pretty boys before.

Yeah, the boy with the green eyeball was the owner of the car I entered this morning and the other, where have I seen him? I can't remember.

I was still thinking of the other boy when tapped me. I revive from my dreamland and look around. My classmates were staring daggers at me with weird eyes.

"Are you okay?" Miss Rose, If I may guess asked.

"Yes, I'm fine ma." I acknowledged.

"Are you in this class? I haven't seen you before." She asked.

"I_" I tried saying a word but a student shut me off.

"We've not seen her either." A girl let out.

Miss Rose arched her eyebrows at me needing an answer and I gave her one. "I'm new." I shuttered.

"Oh!" She exclaimed all of a sudden, "You are Miss Thompson right?" Miss Rose questioned.

"Yes ma," I answered by tugging my hair behind my ear.

"Who's she?" I heard someone ask.

"Come here, Miss Thompson, let me introduce you to your classroom." Miss Rose invited me.

With my head bent low, I moved away from my desk and headed toward Miss. Rose was standing in the front of the class.

"This is Angela Thompson and a newly transferred student." Miss Rose, acquainted, "She is new here in Brooklyn and also in New York. She is from California." She added.

"Wooooo!" The whole class roared.

"Welcome to Brooklyn Academy." Someone announced.

I looked up and saw Nancy giving me a wide smile which I returned.

"Tell us about yourself, Miss Thompson."

I turn to see one of the pretty boys smiling at me. I blushed.

"I'm Angela Thompson.'' I started. "I'm so glad to receive this warm welcome from you guys. To be sincere, I'm a bit shy to stand here in front of the class facing you guys. I hope you understand and I look forward to receiving more love from you. Thanks." I relayed and heaved a sigh of relief seeing the gentle looks on their faces.

"You can take your seat Miss Thompson and please don't forget to always sign in your attendance." Miss Rose said as I headed back to my seat.

"Mr Travis?" Miss Rose called while everyone turned their faces to the other pretty boy.

"I'm Davis, how many times will I need to correct you on that, Miss Rose?" Davis answered, straining his gaze hard on Miss. Rose. 'Davis, that's his name, cute like him.

"Mr Travis, I call all my students by their surnames. Who do you think you are?" Miss Rose asked her hands on her waist.

"Why don't you say you love calling my Dad's name, huh?" Davis threw back his answer with a question, making the whole class roar.

Miss Rose already looked pale.

"Are you blushing now?" He asked again. "You've got tomatoes on your cheeks."

"Get to your seat or I'll get the head teacher down here!" Miss Rose snapped, already irritated.

Unfortunately, he began to walk toward her and as he got to her, he whispered loudly into her ear enough for the whole class to hear what he was about to say.

"Should I get you an appointment with him?"

"Oops_that was hot!" Someone from the back seat announced.

The class roared into laughter and I also couldn't hide my smile. He turned almost immediately. But as soon as he did, his gaze met with mine.

He stares at me for a few seconds before giving me a full smile. Yes, I remember now. I can remember where I met him. I was running out of the registration office to get the principal signature to complete my registration when I bumped into him.

The file I was holding scattered to the ground and I bent low to pick it up.

"He won't even help me." I thought and stood up after arranging the file and saw him staring at me.

"You look beautiful." He said and wink at me.

I became bashful and my anger for him melted. I smiled and whispered a thank you.

I guess by his expression he looked shocked for a reason but before I knew what was happening, he turned, tugged his hands into his trousers, and off he went, climbing down the stairs.

I gulped down my slaver from being nervous. I had fallen for him just by his comments and smile.

The scene was getting more and more interesting and my classmate paid rapt attention to the drama. I couldn't help but wonder why Davis was talking harshly to the teacher.

His obscene and dumb attitude made me wanna stop crushing on him. He doesn't deserve to be loved.

"I'm warning you, Mr Travis gets to your seat, or you leave my class."

"You say what now? I should?" He asked and his frown turned into laughter.

Chuckles filled the air and I guess I did the same too.

"You want to sit down or get out of the class?" He asked again and furrowed his eyebrows at her, "Fine I will sit down."

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