Tears & Blood Chapter Five

The next morning came fast, faster then I wanted it to. Although Criss and I had spent five hours on the phone last night, I was still anxious to see him again. True that I had only met him just yesterday but he was hot, and I loved him. When I was ready to walk out the door, my dorm room phone rang. Picking it up, I managed to squeeze in a polite "Hello".

"Miss. Hoffman, this is your principle, Mr. Anderson." "Yeah, hi, what the hell do you want? Oh wait, I didn’t do it." "Do what, Miss. Hoffman?" "Whatever you’re about to excuse me of doing, I didn’t do a thing." Laughter came next, and it sure as hell wasn’t coming from me.

"You have done nothing wrong, that I am aware of, Lara. The reason I am calling is to request that you come down to my office." "For what?!" I snapped back. "The tone, Lara, don’t start with a tone. As I have said before, you have done nothing wrong. I only want to talk to you."

"We’re talking right now, so spit it out." ‘Ass-hole.’ I added mentally. "Right you are, but I am requesting that you come down and see me." "Why?" "I can tell that you are not going to give in so, I’ll tell you. We have a new student today." "Yeah… details Rick…" I used Rick because that was his first name. I see him so often that I never use his last name like I should. Sometimes he cares and sometimes he doesn’t. "But what the hell does that have to do with me?" I asked.

"Manner’s Lara," Said Mr. Anderson, "Continuing… We have a new student, and he is in all your classes, so I’ve decided to put you in charge of him." "What do you "in charge" of him?" I questioned, blankly. "Show him around, talk to him, introduce him to your friends." "Do I have to? And am I graded on this, or something?"

"There is no grading for this, but I expect you to do this, and you yes have to because I told you to." "Then what was the point in "requesting" that I come down if you are making me? But, sure whatever. What time do you want me in there?" "Right now, to be precise." "Oh, please, don’t use that "Precise" shit on me." "Language Lara, watch that language." Then he hung up, to my relief.

‘This crap is so fucking gay! How do I get myself into this shit?’ I asked myself, making my way down to Rick’s office. When I opened the door, I saw the guy of my dreams, well besides Criss, sitting there with two adults besides him. I’m just going to assume that those people are his parents.

But anyway, I made my way into the school office and headed for the principle’s room. ‘Do I even want to know what I have gotten myself into?’ I asked myself. Looking over once more over my shoulder, the guy met my gaze, then I closed the office door behind me.

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