My Teacher Is A Mafia Boss

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struggling to shake off the hangove

et up! Your dad's ho

l helper and former babysitter, who's been by my side since my moth

" Martha repeated

I sprang out of bed, but it was too late. Dad s

ou're not even dressed for s

vened, "She has a sl

ed her. "Martha,

. "Shirley, get ready immediat

my room, leaving me

e?" I asked M

ed bluntly, "but you

at the stale scent. Shrugg

d me at school. Arriving late, I

as palpable. At Paragon High, I held the

eacher, his presence barely registe

dacity to punish me, assigning an infuriating

ho did this novice think he was

ng-after state, I would have leveraged h

o submit to my punishme

laps. Sweat dripped from my brow, ruining my makeup and soaki

ached. "Here," he said, offering a bottle of wate

ding the bottle to the ground. Instead, I retreated to the restroom to restore

d the classroom, ignoring Mr. Cha

ith me. "One more thing: I don't tolerate nonsense." H

oke the stare, dismissing me with a curt, "H

around me, bombardi

ve the punishmen

le, geez," V

pleading for spac

ry, girl. That teacher

ard as Nelly whispered, "

r a warning gl

, "What? You said so t

turned to her, my eyes narrowin

ted, "Well..

a simple question, girl. Liking my ene

nce, I brushed past her, del

lesson still simmered. Determined to ruffle his feathers, I arriv

and hushed conversations followed me.

e looking at me with admirati

ckers, looking uneasy. "Hey, what's go

ing eye contacts

host. For fuck's sake can someone tell me what t

ervous glances, their strang

e," Nelly warned, her voi

row, perplexed.

ing up, "You should check the

moment before pull

ocial media page. Nude videos of me were plastered everywhere,

my mind racing with panic and humi

een me exposed and naked. Even the junior students, who looke

eight of those piercing gazes. I couldn't bear to lift my

ately trying to piece together the

s, my boyfriend of a year. Could he have betrayed me? No, that

"Where was he?" I wondered, scanning t

ly, my voice laced with ur

pressions heigh

this morning," Vivi

arching for Miles. My call to him we

mposure began to crumble. I needed Miles'

tered to myself, des

necessity. I needed someone to conf

he leak the videos? Was he involved

g Miles and talking to him would

friend, was entwined with another girl, their lips locked in a passio

heart shatter into a million pieces. The sho

nto mine. The guilt etched on his face was unmistakable. The girl

used to let them see me crumble. I spun around

ily wiping away the tears that escaped. The pa

whispered to myself, my