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Author: Queen of Laughs
Fiction Rated: M - English - Romance/Adventure - Reviews: 300 - Published: 07-05-04 - Updated: 09-14-05 - id:1657184
Welcome to the fiction you have decided to read!! Thank you for picking mine!! I hope that you will enjoy the story as much as I like writing it!!

OK, this fic is rated R for language and sexual content. If you are not 17 or older please choose a different story to read.

Ok that gets rid of all the 10 year olds...but of all of you who didn't turn back...our story starts here...

A motorcycle pulled up to Westfield High School (Not a real school, well at least of what I know) at 8:00am and parked in its usual place, between a black Honda and a green beetle. A black stiletto boot swung over the back of the bike to meet the other one. The rider was wearing tight, black leather pants and a long black leather jacket. Underneath the jacket was a red tank top that revealed the rider's black bra. A black helmet came off of the rider and dirty blond hair cascaded down her back. Once the helmet was off you could also see the face that had been hidden only seconds before; blue eyes were outlined in black and looking quite pissed off. "Just great!" the rider thought, "Late again, and it's only Monday! Fuck!"

Moving here from New York City was the hardest thing that she had ever done. When her mother had died, the government had made her move to where her closest family was, and they were here. Her aunt and uncle had just made it hard for her so she moved out and found a place of her own. She had enough money than she would ever need, because her mother had owned a company and left all her money to her only daughter. She had bought an apartment and had found a job; it was the only way her uncle would let her keep the apartment. She had begun sophomore year at Westfield High, and that had to be the stupidest school ever. Back in New York every one was tight and new each other. Everyone was friends with each other and hung out. But when she had gotten here, it was totally different. The only people who got dates with the jocks were the sluts, and the preps, had their noses so far up the teachers' ass that didn't have time for fun shit. God it made her sick to see how people could be judged so easily here. Of course she was judged the second she can up riding her motorcycle on the first day of sophomore year one year ago. She had been branded the bad-ass of the school and had gotten into many fights, mostly with the guys for making rude remarks as she walked by them. No one had made friends with her, when they heard that she was from New York and had been in a gang. They were afraid she would go crazy and kill them. Well that wasn't true, sure she had been in a gang, but she had never killed anyone.

Heels clicked as the motorcyclist walked down a hall to stop in front of room 212. God how much can you hate just one class? It was first period, algebra II, and the teacher, Mrs. Lindsey, hated any student that wasn't prefect, which ruled out anyone who didn't do homework, didn't come to class on time, used "bad" language, and anyone who wasn't a fucking kiss ass.

A hand came up to grasp the handle; long nails were painted in a blood red color and a gold ring, with a small diamond embedded in it, was on the index finger. The handle turned and the door was pushed open.

"Morning, you must be Miss Vee Anthony, you're forty minutes late. Why?" A young man said from Mrs. Lindsey's deck. Vee stared at the stranger. Her eyes got even colder; a high school asshole had enough nerve to mess with her. She didn't think so.

"I don't have to tell you a god-damn thing till I know you who the fuck you are." Said Vee angrily. She had no idea who this idiot of a student was.

Well that remark didn't sit to well with the guy; he got up slowly and walked past her, and then motion of her to follow. "Shit, just wonderful, he's not a student!" Vee thought as she placed her bag down and followed him out the door. She knew she was in trouble when she recognized the hall leading to the principal's office. But she was surprised when the man stopped and turned around to face her in the middle of the hallway.

Then he turned around she saw how angry he was. She had just embarrassed him in front of 30 high school students, hell she would be mad at anyone who did that. Then she came back to reality when he just stared at her with an angry expression.

He had short brown hair and brown eyes. He was about 6'2 and had a slim figure. He looked like he was around 24 and he wore a white work shirt and black suit pants. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up and his blue tie was on loose. She hated to admit it but he was good looking.

"It's my first day teaching here and I really don't want to have to suspend someone this early. Don't get me wrong I will suspend you if say another thing like that. I just don't want to go through all that paper work this early, so consider yourself lucky, Miss Anthony?" He said to her with a cold expression on his face.

"First of all you're threatening me, and I don't even know who the fu... who you are."

"My name is Mr. Williams, and I'm going to be your teacher for the rest of the year while Mrs. Lindsey is having her baby." He paused and then said, "I think that we have been away from the class long enough so if you please..." he motioned for her to walk the way they had come.

Vee did nothing but follow him and once they had reached the classroom she sat down and was quiet for the rest of the period. The bell rang and the students piled out of the classroom whispering about what had happened earlier between Vee and their new teacher.

Vee got her stuff together and started to walk towards the door when Mr. Williams stopped her.

"You will have detention today from 2:30 to 4:30, and this time I want you to be on time." He said to her while looking at a piece of paper on his desk.

"What, till 4:30, you've got to be kidding me! Mrs. Lindsey only gave me detention till 3:45..."

"We'll I' not Mrs. Lindsey, and you will be here at 2:30 and stay here for 2 hours, unless you want to see out our detention at 6:00 tomorrow morning with your principal."

Vee turned on her heel and walked out of his room; if she hadn't left she would have regretted it. God what was she going to do? She had work from 4 till 11, how the hell was she going to explain this to Danny; he was going to go ballistic if she showed up for work late, again!

A/N: Hope everyone enjoyed the first chapter!! Click on that sexy review button and tell me what you think!! I will try to update tomorrow!! Well so long for NOW!!



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