" Ms. Honey Newborn... what are you doing in my office?" Mrs. Fishback asked me with the most sass she could handle all week. Mrs. Fishback has had it out for me ever since I lost her husband... Don't ask. I decide to ignore Mrs. Fishback's question, shrugging off the feeling of her burning her eyes into the side of my face as I look away. I turn my attention to Alan, who was trying his best to think of a way around me and out of the office. His feet etching slowly to the exit. I knew that he knew what he had done and what was going to happen. I smirk before I return my attention back to Mrs. Fishback. " Mrs. Fishback, I so kindly ask.... what is alan doing in your office?" I ask returning the same amount of sass she gave me. I knew I shouldn't be so mean but, getting people upset is just so fun. Mrs. Fishback rolls up her arms and dips her hip, before glancing at alan who had fear written all over his face. She shakes her head and scoffs, then walks back to her desk, sits down, and begins writing. I roll my eyes and pick myself up off the side of the door.
Alan was using this opportunity to try and run away. When he reached the door I lean over to him, stopping him in his tracks. I noticed his breath becoming unsteady. I wanted to tease him more but not here, not yet at least. I whisper into his ear, "Be ready." Alan runs off with an unsettling look in his eyes. I shrug off the feeling and turn back to see Mrs. Fishback who was in front of me with a slip. She shoved the slip onto me holding it in place, "be there Thursday....please." She says as she tilts her head and smiles. I roll my eyes and grab the slip.
I walked out of the office and into the crowd of treading people. I look at the slip with disgust in my eyes and crumble it up, throwing it to the floor. "The fuck she thinks she is," I say upsettingly. Suddenly something smacks the back of my head. Even more irritated than I was before I quickly turn around. "What the fu-," I yell before I am cut off by a finger stopping my mouth. I slap the finger off my mouth and scoff while crossing my arms. " Oh, it's the fucker boys," I say while letting out a little giggle. " It's pronounced the bucket boys." One of the boys says aggressively. It was Brayden, Jacky, and Michel. They always mess with me, especially Brayden. I just assume it's because he wants what jacky almost had. It's still fun teasing him tho. Brayden shoves me into a locker, "get it straight, midget." He says as he gets closer to my face. "Correction," I say teasingly," I'm not a midget your just an oversized cranky baby, upset because he couldn't get some of his mama's milk this morning." I begin to move closer making him move back, Jacky and Michel begin to laugh.
"Shut up Bitch" Brayden yells. His face flushed with embarrassment " So you want some of my milk is what you're saying," I start to look Brayden up and down. I reach out and grab Brayden's face forcing it closer to my chest. " go ahead my boobs are full of milk for my baby boy," Brayden's face starts to glow bright red. "Come on I know you want to," I say beckoning him. " Brayden pulls away, "S-S-SHUT UP" he stutters as he slowly backs away and runs off, Jacky and Michel follow him all the while teasing him more. I place my hands on my hips and click my tongue. " If only he had the balls." I walk away and make my way to class. I find Alexis and Alex with my bag and sit down, the bell rings and class begins. I notice alan sitting at the front of the class, taking tiny glances at me. I catch his eye and whisper slowly in a taunting way so he could understand me, "Oh....this....will....be.....fun."