"I have to get going if I don't want to be late" I pulled the handle of the bag that was on the cold cement floor and throw it over my stiff shoulder, taking the red cafeteria plate and the orange box juice that I placed on the table when I got here. I got up in a hurry making the chair squeak and the sound to fell into motion with the chaos and clutter of sound the student we're making to leave in a hurry to go to the classes.

"Since when do you actually try" The girls looked at me with a terrified and concern look while I hurry off, bumping into the students, shoving and receiving blows to my sides while trying to get out of there as fast as I can.

"I promised mom!" I screamed once I was in the oceans of a students who were pushing me faster to the cafeteria doors. I passed by Cris and Dylan's table, also called the bad boys table, but I thought twice about stopping for a second to talk to my brother and maybe to Chris. If my brother doesn't cut his throat first by simply being around me. I decided to ignore that absorbed and crazy idea and kept going

Once I got to the door the students rapidly separated from each other and headed to different directions while still shoving and elbowing others to move out of the way. I stopped rapidly to throw the plate and the box but it was kind of a bit harder than I thought since I was being nudged every ten seconds. This is why I wait for everyone to leave the cafeteria first. For me to then actually consider going to the next class.

Spanish with the she-devil. Mrs. Heart

Such a nice surname. Poor thing to be dealing with that woman all the time.

She is strict and harsh, really harsh. Always give new assignments. It's a give and return kind of class. She gives you two to three homework discuss it in the time she has left on that class by next morning you have to return them complete just for her to give you more.

Some of them don't cost points but most of them do. She doesn't tell you which one do which means you have to do them all.

Example. Today I have to go in. There's a huge assignment to deliver this week. We have been doing it in class.

I also take Spanish with Layla and Dalain and I am doing the work with them. Not much of a save.

I walked slowly to the other side of the school where the Spanish classroom was. The short cut that everyone in her class knew about now takes two minutes to get there and she gave us exactly three minutes or else she would leave us out of the classroom. Of course, I will make the walk longer because I was hoping ot get there late.

She doesn't joke about that. She has left me outside a bunch of times.

Exactly three minutes have passed when I found myself in front of her classroom door.

Enter now, T

I really don't want to

Me neither. If you are going to do it. Then do it now

Fine.

The old wooden door creaked open catching the attention of everyone.

"Three minutes Ms.Santana. Just in time. Go sit down with your partner before I send it to the office. Let this be the last time"

I pushed the door completely and entered the room. All eyes were on me. Particularly Mrs. Heart's.

Mrs. Heart stood at the end of the classroom watching everyone especially me.

"Sorry Mrs. It won't happen again"

Bullshit! And she knew it

I rushed out of the spot in front of the classroom and sat on the triangle that Layla and Dalin made with the desk.

"Where the fuck were you? So much for getting here early" Layla said rolling her eyes at me. I placed the backpack on my lap and took out the notebook and the pencil and set them on the desk in front of me and they dumped the backpack on the floor.

" I was pushed around until I got to the main hall and then remembered that I left the notebook on my locker" 

Layla gave me the 'Bullshit' look while Dalian just shrugged like it was normal. Which it was

"Get started on the project.  You have exactly a day to finish it and recollect that you can't do it at your homes."

She gave us this huge project yesterday. She blabbed about the instruction over and over again throughout the entire class. It was only three clear and difficult instructions.

First: Search universities that offer your future profession. It's important to specified the profession, the credits, and the location of that said university

Second: Make a from four to five-paragraph explaining that said profession

Third: You will not do this assignment in your homes. This assignment will be realized in the classroom. This assignment will be due on Friday.

We only have a day to do this assignment, in our home, with the right resources. I will obviously do it in my home. The girls and I already agree with it.

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"Class remember. You will give me this assignment by Friday. No work at home. Come with the ideas I will give you a chance to do finish it here on Friday. I will also be giving you a quick quiz and soon after an exam next week. Study for them. See you at our next class"

Ring, Ring, Ring

That bitch has the clock of the bell imprinted on her brain. How does she do that every single time?

She has time to say everything before the bell rings.

I pulled my backpack from the floor and stuffed my thing in it.

"Where are you going next?" Layla asked getting no from the desk chair. Dalain being the bookworm she is. She had already left the classroom

"Art with Autumn. It's a miracle that they haven't changed one of us yet with all the chaos that we bring"

"I was going to say the same thing" Layla laughed and followed me to the door

"That's my last class for today and then I'm free!" I had a huge smile on my face. I threw my and in the air in the form of victory and freedom.

"Okay, maybe I will join you after art. I really don't want to go to chemistry today"

Layla skipping don't worry she won't do it. She does this sometimes. She says it helps her feel like a teenager even if in the end she does go through with it.

I take what I can get

"Okay. Lay the little rebel. See you then" I winked at her and left for art.

On my way to art class, a made a little side note on my mind to talk to my brother about everything that has been going on.

I haven't talked to him since the fight which I did most of the talk and the insulting and even though it was all true I can't help but feel guilty

"Hey, girl! You left way to fast" Autumn's voice rang in my ears making me jump from surprise

"Yea, I know. A promise is a promise" I shrugged my shoulders and smiled at her

"Cut the bullshit. You are always late. Your mother knows that. Look if the date went that horrible, just say it don't lie to me" I sighed knowing that I had to tell her the truth

"The date really went well, I just don't want to talk about it in specific details" she nodded slowly listening to everything that I was saying

We entered the classroom and went directly to our chairs that were beside each other. A few feet apart making it special for people to pass through and for us to paint without sharing the space and being so cramped up

"Okay well then why don't you want to talk about it ?" she asked setting her workspace

"Like I said it went well. I want those memories to only be mine" I said it like it was no big deal but with the look, she was giving me she can almost be confused with that emoji with heart eyes.

"Aww, that's so cute"

"Shut up and work. Leave it be" I felt my cheeks hit up. I think this the most I've blushed in my whole damn life

"Sure thing lovey dovely" she wiggled her eyebrows and smirked. She was putting an apron on to not get paint on her clothes

We were in the middle of the 'how to make a sunset' class. Mss. Kader says that is basic but this is the third time that I've tried doing it and fail. I always mixed up a color

"I said shut up!' I had a brush on my hand full of yellow paint and without realizing a spattered of the paint ended up covering half of Autumn's face.

"You are so going down for this" she whispered with an evil glint on her eyes

"Wait! No. It was an accident. This time it was an accident" I said in a hurry trying to cover myself by using the student beside me as a wall.

"I don't see what the difference is" she smirked and grabbed a hand full of purple paint

"Truth Santana and Autumn Thaiz stop this immediately" Mss. Kader said once she realizes what was happening. Poor teacher putting up with our charades

The student I used as the cover had both of his hands up in surrender and his eyes wide in fear

"Santana stop being a cower and take your punishment" Aututm had a hand up in the air pointing a finger at me

"Come on Season. Don't you see that today I look pretty! It was an accident" the purple paint was running down her hand and dropping into the floor full of colors.

"What the hell did you call me?!" fucking hell I was just kidding

"Miss. This put down the weapon" Miss. Kader said and then shake her head.

"Season. Do what the teacher tells you" right now I didn't what to do. I wanted to laugh at the whole situation, but I also had a tight grip on the student 

"Hey, Miss. Kader. I need your signature..." A student walked in with his head down and all the eyes were on him.

He looked up from the papers to us and then to Miss. Kader. She had both of her hand up in the air trying to control our situation

"I can come back" he turned around and left making the students' eyes back on us

"Autumn I want to leave clean from this classroom. Let not do this now... please?" I said looking at her over the student shoulder

"Fine but you will receive your punishment"

You don't know how much I want that word coming out of Cris instead of hers, but damn I really should stop being so horny 

I stepped out of the student letting my tight grip on him loosen up 

"Cowered," Autumn said grabbing a piece of paper and wiping her hand clean 

"Crazy" I rolled m eyes at her and sat down on my chair 

"Santana and Thaiz. You need to stop doing this. Class go on with your work" Miss. Kader shake her head and sighted 

I looked at Autumn and her whole hand was cover in dry paint 

"Season, you have a-"

"Shut up"

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Author's Note 

This is it for chapter 32. Hope you enjoy it

This chapter was so hard. I didn't know how to started, or what was going to happen. But like always I went with my head and wrote whatever I wanted to happen in that moment. No guide and no goal.

Wish me luck on the next chapter!

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