04

« Bellatrix Brown. » I said as we got to the lockers.

« Wow…. That’s a gorgeous name ! » She said, grinning at me. I blushed and opened my locker, leaving my English literature book inside while keeping the rest in my backpack.

« So did you move here from England ? » She asked.

« Yeah, London, actually. » I smiled back.

« I’ve always wanted to go to London… » She murmured trailing off.

After I closed my locker, I leaned against it, unsure if I should ask my next question.

« Um, there’s this guy-« I started

« First day and you already have your eyes set on someone ! A girl with motive ! I like that ! » She said cheerfully.

« Oh no ! Nothing like that ! » I exclaimed, slightly horrified.

« Oh… well, then… who is he ? »

« Well, that’s the thing, I don’t know his name. All I know is that when he showed up late for class-«

« The room went silent ? » She guessed

« Yeah, how’d you-«

« Connor Michaels. Listen, that guy is bad news. He is dangerous and deceiving, and if you know what’s best for you… you’ll stay away. » She warned me, her tone low- all traces of happiness were long gone.

« Oh trust me, I want nothing to do with him. That idiot actually picked me up out of-«

« Oh my god… that was you ? » She asked, her eyes wide.

« Yeah. » I guess word travels around here quickly.

She looked nervous and worried… for me.

« Just try not to upset him again, okay ? » She asked.

« Yeah, I promise. » I murmured. She smiled back at me and we began walking to AP U.S.

It bothered me- what she had said about Connor. I mean, I get it, he’s dangerous and all, but to let him walk over would be another thing. I promised her I would stay out of his way, but if he gets in mine… bad things will happen.

« Okay, now Mrs. O’Connell is the teacher, and she is the best ! You will love her ! » Jessica gushed, grabbing my hand and dragging me into the room. I scanned through the faces in the room, recognizing a couple faces from English.

« You must be Bellatrix ! » A gorgeous lady exclaimed, walking up to me with a sweet smile on her face.

« Erm, Bella, » I replied, a smile etched out on my face.

« Bella, » She repeated, « Okay Bella, would you like to say something about yourself ? »

Jessica quickly rushed to her seat, giving me an encouraging smile. I looked out at all the surprisingly interested faces.

« Hullo everyone, my name is Bellatrix Brown, but I prefer Bella. I moved here from London, England, and erm… » I trailed off, not knowing what to say.

« Alrighty then, why don’t you take a seat next to Liam. Raise your hand, Liam. » Mrs. O’Connell said.

I took my seat by the nerdy looking guy. Well, I guess I shouldn’t judge, but really, he was wearing suspenders and those large, thick-lensed glasses.

« Hey, are you the girl Connor called a skank ? » Liam asked in a hushed tone, turning his body to look at me

I grimaced and took a couple deep breaths, « Yeah. »

Word really gets around fast here.

« Well, I mean, you’re boobs are popping out… » He muttered, turning back to face the front.

My eyes popped out of my head and my jaw dropped. Rude much ? I frowned and looked down.

Oh shit.

Liam wasn’t lying… this romper was extremely low cut. How could I not have noticed that ? Well, I guess that explains all the wolf whistles I was getting, and those looks from all the guys in the hallway.

I blushed a little and slid down my seat, pulling up the front of my romper as much as I could. You know, I guess I could blame my mom for this. I inherited my 36 C cup from her.

AP U.S. was actually really interesting, and Jessica was right, by the end of class, I loved Mrs. O’Connell. She actually kept the class alive and unlike Mr. Henderson, my English teacher, she never droned.

I was the last one out of the class and was relieved when I saw Jessica waiting for me.

« So now we have… Spanish. » Jessica’s eyes narrowed and she frowned. Guess someone doesn’t like Spanish…

« Come on, I will be there, it can’t be that bad. » I reassured her, grabbing her hand and giving it a little squeeze.

« You’re right ! For once, I could actually enjoy Spanish ! » She cheered, leading me down the hallway and towards the room.

50 minutes later

« FREEDOM ! » Jessica yelled, dragging me out of the room as the bell rang. I laughed and ran with her towards our lockers.