Good Girl to the Bad Boy

Chapter 1

"Your class will be class 11 section C, second floor," the receptionist said.

it still feels weird when someone gives you a new section. I was going to correct her then I reminded myself, this is where I will study now. I thanked the lady and went to my new class.

This school was near a farm so the whole school just has a refreshing vibe. my last school which has the same structure and name was a few miles away from this building and was all you could imagine of a modern city school.

When I entered the class, I saw a table free near the window, I went to sit three, as soon as I sat Everyone's eyes were on me. did I do something? I don't think so... I looked around me and found nothing wrong with my surroundings. this class is really weird. for I think 10 minutes straight they looked at me like I came straight out zoo or a mental hospital. When my patience snapped and stared at them with an arched brow. “Take a picture it will last longer for you all to look at me."I shook my head and gazed out of the window blocking all the eyes in my mind.

the scenery was so ravishing with pretty climbers on the window sill. occasionally spotting birds chirping and playing. I think I found my favorite spot in the class.

after a few minutes, I felt like someone was tapping on my shoulder when I looked over my shoulder-the entrance to the class was on the backside-a girl around my age had nervous look on her face. I gave her a genuine smile.

"Hello" I offered. she had brownish blonde hair with bluish gray eyes.

"hey I am Olivia Douglas, I am new in this school may I sit here if u don't mind?" she asked.

"of course, I don't mind." I scooted to the other side. " my name is Zoya Taylor, nice to meet you," I introduced myself.

"nice to meet you too" she replied.

cutting into our conversation one student announced," Ms.duckster is coming."

Everyone stood up and singsonged, "Good morning Ms. duckster"

"Good morning everyone sit down" She commanded.

She was short with brown hair that was tied in a clean bun. She looked like a teacher who would make you write a chapter twice because you did something that didn't fit with her 'good student list'.

She opened the attendance book and looked through I, "Oh look we have two new students in our class", she looked up and said, "Please introduce yourselves."

As soon as she completed her sentence the door flew open and two boys came in. I wouldn't lie they were attractive, especially the one with those fascinating brown eyes. They looked at the teacher and mumbled something that almost sounded like, "sorry we are late."

Ms. duckster glared at them and shouted, " why were you two late?"

The guy with blue eyes beamed with a bored look, "You see teacher, it was really hard for us to find a teacher who also sounded and acted like a duck."

Ms.huckster's nostrils flared as she shouted, "You two go and write the first chapter of English two times. And don't ever repeat those manners again or you will be in the principal's office."

One point to me for guessing the 'write twice teacher'!

both the boys looked familiar when they looked-glared- at our sit, I looked at Olivia who was looking at me too with a puzzled look. I shrugged and continued drawing doodles in my notebook.

"go sit down! what are you two waiting for?" Ms.Duckster screamed again.

God! her scream exactly sounded like a duck quacking.