Big Daddy Needs Help

Today was the first day of the tenth grade. I was now a sophomore in high school. It should have been a happy time of my life but I had one problem...my band teacher sexually harassed me a couple days back. I don't even want to think of what happened in that car. He had just saved me and my girlfriend, Alicia from being killed and then he did that nonsense. I had no idea that my favorite teacher that I looked up to would do such a thing.

Now I was standing in front of the band room, waiting for Timothy to open the door. He was my first period this year unlike last year when I had him for third period. I still had to go to homeroom, considering it was the first day and all though. Alicia was leaning on me, rubbing her hand up and down my chest. She was comforting me and I was grateful. I'm just mad that I don't have the balls to tell her what happened in that car! I don't want to tell her because..I'm supposed to protect her not the other way around.