Too Good To Stay Away (Teacher/Student Relationship)

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 As I walked down the crowded hallway, I took a look around at all the familiar faces passing me by. Some people gave me a wave and some even tried to speak by saying hi. But like every year, I just ignore them.

This year couldn’t be no different then the years past, in all honesty this year was probably more important to me then any other. I needed to stay focused on my goals, I couldn’t have any distractions. 

Finally coming face to face with the main office doors, I pulled on the handle and stepped inside and up to the front desk. I had to retrieve my schedule because I hadn’t gotten mine yet. 

The receptionist, Mrs. Green, instantly started to smile when she saw me, I told her what I was in need of and she told me to wait a minute while she went to print a schedule off for me. Mrs. Green is the only person in this school that I love to talk to. She’s always so warm and loving, has been ever since my first day here freshman year. I think I liked talking to her because she was nothing like my mother. 

On my first day at this school, I had been in a terrible mood. My mother and stepfather were making me miserable, both hadn’t thought to take me to school that morning because they both couldn’t have cared less and I ended up walking twenty minutes to school.

As a result I was late to my first day of high school and when I arrived in the office that morning Mrs. Green was there. I had kindly asked for my schedule and a late slip while trying to hold in my tears of anger and frustration.

Mrs. Green had noticed my state immediately and told me to follow her into the teachers lounge. There she gave me some tissue and a bottled water and silently waited for me to calm down.

When I had stopped crying she began to ask me what was wrong and for some reason I just started to pour my heart out to her and tell her everything that happened at home. At that time my stepfather wasn’t trying to use me to get in good with his clients. When I was finished she gave me some advice that has been imprinted into my mind since then.

She said, “Don’t let what family you have dictate who you can become. Just because your parents are the way they are doesn’t mean you will end up like that. If you don’t want to be like them, you fight to make something of yourself, lay out some goals for yourself and you take these last few years of high school to work to accomplish them and I guarantee you, by the end of your senior year you’ll be able to move out, go to college and be more then your parents could ever be. Okay dear?”

That speech she gave me all those years ago has been my inspiration and drive to get through school and home life without going insane and I was thankful to her for that.

I was brought back to the present by Mrs. Green giving me my schedule, “So dear, how was your vacation? Did everything go alright for you? Not too much trouble I would hope,” She said and I gave her a sweet smile in return.

“Actually my summer break went well. My parents weren’t even home most of the time so it was more peaceful then usual,” I said in a joking tone, even though what I said was actually true.

Mrs. Green looked please to hear that I didn’t have any problems with my parents while on break and she said just as much. Mrs. Green didn’t know about what my dad has been doing to me since I was sixteen and I planned on keeping her in the dark about it. I wasn’t stupid, I knew that even with her I would have to keep some things to myself about my home life.

After we chatted for a few more minutes I said my goodbyes and exited the main office in search of my locker. I have had the same locker for the last three years and this year wasn’t any different. 

My locker was in the best location possible, right in the music and arts hallway. I smiled when I spotted the small red metal door a few feet in front of me. Rushing towards it I quickly opened the lock and placed my things inside, only keeping my shoulder bag, calculus book and a few notepads and pencils for class.