Sweet Fragrance by Tira B. (summer beach reads TXT) 📕

"I'm Pama Martin." I said looking at my new classmates for algebra 2; only 5 or 7 were really listening to what I was saying. A small group in the way back were chatting it up; having no interest in me at all; from the looks of it the popular kids. Some of the kids were sleeping, others reading or drawing on their desk. I sigh, what was the point of giving a introduction? I look over at the teacher, Ms. Clerk or something that starts with a C; not even she was paying attention to me. She was now sitting, legs cross, on top of her desk reading 'Teaching for Dummies'.

By the looks of it, she was a new teacher; a newbie like me. Maybe her first year teaching by the looks of it; since she only looks like she fresh out of high school.

I clear my throat; trying to get Ms. Clerk attention, but it doesn't seem to me she heard me. "Um, excuse me? Ms. Clerk?"
Ms. Clerk looks up from her book and had a O expression on her face when she saw me; like she forgotten I was there.
"It's Ms. Clear, sweetie. What is it?"
"I don’t know where to sit."
"Sit anywhere, honey."
"Oh okay, thank you."

Ms. Clear smile a little and went on reading. I walk awkwardly to the seat next to the window. The student next to me was to busy writing something to notice me sitting down next to him. I sigh, so this was going to be my new class? I look out the window; the sun was shining high in the sky. In the building next door; there were two birds on top of it. They look to be fighting over some bug; one had an end of the bug and the other had another. They pull back and forth; then the bird on the right yanks hard on the bug and the other bird on the left let go. The bird on the right quickly gobbles the bug down and flew off. A minute later the other bird left behind and flew off as well.

Well my entertainment lasted about 5 minutes only 25 minutes to go. I look down from the top of the building and caught someone eyes, who was also looking out the window on the other building. It was a girl with blonde hair as far I could tell. It seem to me she was looking at for quite some time; most likely trying to figure out what I was looking at. The girl smile at me and wave; I did the same. She then mouth something to me; I don't know what she mouthed, I'm not good at reading lip and she being far away didn't help either.

I mouth the word 'what'; she seem to know what I mouthed. She then held out pointer finger meaning 'one minute'.
She seems to be writing something; a few seconds later she press the paper to the window. I squinted my eyes and read ' Hi, beautiful day isn't it?' I smile and nodded my head, then I saw a tall figure behind the girl. I notice it was the teacher; trying to warn the girl I point my finger and mouthed 'look behind you'.

The girl knew what mouthed and she did. She then shrug and the teacher look through the window. I duck my head down so the teacher wouldn't catch my face. I kept my head down for a minute and look back at the window at the other building. The blinds were close on the other side. I really hope she didn't get into trouble, she seem nice.

Okay, what am I expose to do now? Since the teacher isn't doing her job; I guess she too into her book, more she likes reading about teaching then doing it. I look over on the other student desk; trying to see what he was writing. I guess he notice someone looking over his shoulder because he look up at me. His dark brown eyes looking into mine; he looked kind of shock to see me.

I smile, grad he finally notice I was there. He blush and smile nervously, then went back to writing.
"Whatcha writing?" I ask, the boy then look up at me again.He then cover his paper with his arm; saying don't look.
"Um..something."He said.
"Oh, I know its 'something' but what?" I asked again.
"So are you new here?" The boy asks; trying to change the subject. Instead of trying to pessure him into see what he was writing, decide to go along with it.
"Yup, the name Pama. You are?"
"Jerry."
I smile. "You mean like Jerry Springer?"
The boy narrow his eyes, meaning my joke wasn't funny at all. "No" He said flattly.
"So why isn't the teacher teaching?" I ask, trying to get him not to hate me for calling him Jerry Springer.
"Cause he's not in here."
"He?" I blink. "Who's He?"

THe door to the classroom slam open and walked in a student. Ms. Clear look up from her book and smile. The boy walk to the front of the class, I notice he had silver hair; an unusual color to pick when dying your hair. The boy had sunglasses on; I couldn;t see his eyes. He was tall from what I could tell,maybe 6"5, had pale skin.

"Roy glad you could join us have a seat." Said Ms. Clear jumpping off her desk.
"Okay Ms. C" Roy said he then walk over to the way back of the class where the popular kids sat. They all greeted him with open arms.
"He is Roy the guy who just walk in." Jerry said. "Ms. Clear is in LOVE with him. Before she was teacher she was a waitress at a local dinner in town. Once she met him, she track him down to what school he went to and became a teacher. I heard she beg the princpal to be his teacher. She doesn't even start teaching unless Roy is here."
"Wow, his he that handsome."
"He's not handsome...he's BEAUTIFUL" Jerry said, then Jerry put his hand over his mouth like he met not to say that.
"Beautiful huh?"
Jerry blush. "Yea and to let you know I'm not gay."
"I never said you were."

"Pan and Jerry please stop talking its time to begin class." Ms. Clear said now at the mark board, writing some math problems.
I raise my hand. "Its Pama ma'am...P-A-M-A."
When I said that Ms. Clear blsuh and look over at the popular group.
"Don't get smart Pama

" Ms. Clear said hands on hip.
"I'm not getting smart Ma'am just telling you my name."
"Stop back talking." Ms. Clear snap back. "Or do you want to go to the office and call your letting them know you got in trouble on the first day."
"Gosh! Were you ever such a bitch before Ray came in here?!" I shouted, then cover my mouth.Opps that wasn't expose to come out.

Everyone mouth drop wide open and were now staring at me. Even the popular group was now looking in my direction; I would had been flatter if everyone was satring at me but in this case not so much. I look at Ms. Clear; her face red, then purple and then blue, then to a dark red color. THink she was holding her breath and then she let her breath out.
In a shaky voice she said, "Why....You." was all she could say, she was MEGA piss.
I laugh nervously, my parents were going to KILL me.

Then a loud laughter came from the behind me, everyone turn their head; I did as well. Ray was the only one back there laughing crazy.
"OMG! OMG! Your...... too much........ who is this chick!!OMG!" Ray said during his laugh. I saw tears role down his cheeks and he then fall the floor laughing hard.
Everyone then look at Ms. Clear; knowing Ray laughing at her crush her soul.
All the color from Ms. Clear face was drain away and tears roll down her eyes; she then ran out the class room.

I sat back down-more like fall back down in my seat.I then put my head down, I was sooo suspended from school.

"Hey chicky, your funny, what’s your name?" I heard someone ask me. I look up and saw Ray standing next to my desk.
I narrow my eyes at him. "Pama."
"Pama...odd name" Ray said.
"Well what kind of name is Ray?" I snap.
"It's Roy Chicky." Roy said correct his name.
"WHATEVER and stop calling me CHICKY I have name."
"Woah, Chicky

, calm down it's not my fault you made the teacher cry."
MY FAULT!?! MY FAULT!?! Why you!!

The nerve of this guy, saying it was 'my fault! Everything was going great until you walk in.
"Shut up RAY!!!" I shouted now standing up again.
"Its Roy" Roy corrected me again.
"I DONT GIVE A CRAP WHAT YOUR NAME IS!! THIS ALL YOUR FAULT!" I shouted.
"My fault

?" Ray grinned. "Really?

"
"Yes really" I said poking him in the chest, I felt like I was poking a rock. "Everything was going Dandy before your ass came in here."
Roy grab my finger and held it. "Stop poking me Chicky."
"MY NAME NOT CHICKY!!! YOU RETARDED ROCK!!"
"Retarded Rock." Roy said, he then started laughing again.
My face started burning up; I am P-I-S-S. "Whats so funny." I said snatching my finger back.
"You Chicky...haha" Roy then laugh.

Right then and there I want top punch the crap of him but I remember what my the therapist told me; count to 3 slowly. 1...2...3...

and breath in and out slowly. I slowly unclench my fist, didn't even notice I clench.

"Pama Martin please come to the princpal offfice now." Said the speaker on the wall.
Everyone said ooooohhhhhhh!
I grab my bag and before walking out of class I yell, "OH GROW UP!!!


Now in the principal, having Mr. Simians, the principal and Ms. Clear looking at me. It more like Ms. Clear was glaring at me then looking at me. Mr. Simians was a bald man and was wearing a black suit with a funky looking tie.
"Now miss Martin, I heard you cussed at your teacher and I understand it's your first day too."
I nodded my head slowly.
"I understand you talk back to your teacher."
"Well more like defending myself." I mutter.
"Hmm? What was that?" Mr. Simians ask.
"Nothing sir." I said.
"Miss Martin I know you got in a lot of trouble at your old school and have anger issues."
Mr. simans took a long pause. "And your mother and father had just divorce."
What the? How did he know that,