Forbidden

Chapter 1

You wake up to the sound of your alarm buzzing. You groan and roll over to shut it off. You check your phone which is dry as always. Not even a text from your best friend Isabella. You sigh and force yourself out of bed. You go the bathroom to brush your teeth and do your skin care. After that you go back into your room to pick an outfit. You decide on flared jeans and a cropped tank top with your high top black converse. You observe yourself in the mirror and become insecure from staring for too long. You feel much better when you throw on a jacket over your top. You then grab your backpack and go downstairs, setting it on the bottom step. You make
your way into the kitchen
Your Mom: Good morning sweetheart
You: Good morning
Your Mom: Did you sleep okay?
You: Yeah...where's dad?
Your Mom: He had to go into work a little early
You: Oh okay
Your Mom: I made you some waffles for breakfast, chocolate chip
You smile a little
You: Thank you
Your Mom: Of course
You eat your breakfast and when you're done you rinse your plate off.
Your Mom: Ready?
You: Yeah
You grab your backpack and follow your mom out the front door. Every time you get in the car you're reminded of the fact that most kids your age have their license and you don't, meaning your mom has to drive you most places. A little bit later you arrive at your school, as much as you excel in your classes, you dread school every day. You only get through it because of Isabella. You're mood is lifted a little when you see her waiting for you.
You: Bye mom, love you
Your Mom: Love you too, have a good day
You: I will
You climb out the door and shut it behind you. You walk over to Isabella.
Isabella: God you're finally here
You: How long have you been waiting?
Isabella: 5 minutes
You jokingly roll your eyes as you guys walk into school.
Isabella: God this place is filled with a bunch of try hards
You: Tell me about it
You guys sit down on a bench near the cafeteria. You both pull out your phones and scroll through TikTok to pass time before class starts. You both look up from your phones when you hear the sound of a crowd getting closer to you.
You: I hate this fucking place
Isabella: Same
Among the crowd you spot Sora.
You: Remember when he used to be...decent
Isabella: Who?
You: Sora, I have him in my Algebra 2 class and he's way different than he was in like middle school, he's always coming in late, he never pays attention and I overheard Mr. Carter say he's failing most of his classes
Isabella: I guess high school just changes people
You: True
The bell rings and you both stand at the same time.
Isabella: I'll see you at lunch
You: Yeah
You guys part ways and you head to English which is your first period. When class starts the teacher stands up.
Mrs. Hart: Did anyone complete last nights reading of A Midsummer Night's dream
She quickly scans the class and sighs. She then looks over at you knowing that you always do the reading.
Mrs. Hart: Y/N would you mind giving us a quick summary?
You: Yeah sure
You quickly summarize what you read for the rest of the class and the teacher smiles.
Mrs. Hart: Thank you so much
You nod your head and she continues on with her lesson. By the time 5th period comes around you're quite tired of answering every question. You walk into your Algebra class and take a seat. A few moments after you get there the bells rings.
Mr. Carter: Alright everyone we're gonna pick up where we left off yesterday talking about polynomials
About 10 minutes into the lesson the door opens and Sora walks in. Mr. Carter rolls his eyes.
Mr. Carter: You're late
Sora: My bad, I didn't realize the time
Mr. Carter: Just have a seat and take out your notes from yesterday
Sora: We took notes yesterday
Mr. Carter: I'm not in the mood for games Mr. Simmons
He sits down in his seat which unfortunately is right next to yours
Sora: I'm not playin...what fucking notes
Mr. Carter: Language
The entire conversation is starting to give you a headache.
You: We took notes on polynomials
He raises and eyebrow and you tear your notes out of your notebook and hand them to him
You: Just have mine
Sora: Bet
You turn you attention back to the board and Mr. Carter mouths the words "thank you". He then continues on with his lesson. When the bells rings and you're about to leave for lunch, Mr. Carter stops you.
Mr. Carter: Y/N can you stay back for a moment
You: Yeah sure?
Mr. Carter: Now I know it's a big favor to ask but I was wondering if you'd mind tutoring Sora
You: Tutoring him...?
Mr. Carter: I just think he could use a little extra help, maybe he'd understand the material better coming from another student, it could be after school and you guys could use this room.
You: I mean yeah sure...I guess
Mr. Carter: Great! Do you think you could start today
You: Um sure
Mr. Carter: Thank you so much, you're a lifesaver
You: Yeah of course
You then excuse yourself from the room and make your way to lunch. When you find Isabella you slam your back down on the table. She gives you a confused look
You: You'll never believe it
Isabella: What?
You: Mr. Carter wants ME to tutor Sora
Isabella: Ew what the fuck? Why?
You: He says he might understand the material more coming from a student or some crap like that but it's just gonna be a waste of my time because obviously he doesn't wanna learn
Isabella: I feel bad for you...you gotta tell me how it goes
You: Oh yeah of course

*AFTER SCHOOL*
Before you go to Mr. Carters classroom, you stop by the vending machine to get yourself something to drink. You slide 2 dollars in and get yourself a bottle of Coke. You then head upstairs to Mr. Carters room. When you get there Mr. Carter is by the door.
Mr. Carter: He's already in there, today you can just go over what we learned in class
You: Okay
Mr. Carter: Thank you so much again, and oh by the way I already alerted the office staff that you guys would be in here so you have nothing to worry about as far as that
You: Okay good, have a nice afternoon
Mr. Carter: You too
You make your way into the classroom and lock eyes with him. You set your things down on the desk and half smile.
You: Hi
Sora: Hey
You I'm Y/N-
Sora: I know
You: Cool...so um I guess I'll just help you with the homework we got
Sora: Okay
You: Do you have it...?
Sora: Nah
You: Well you can have mine
You pull the worksheet out your backpack and set it on his desk.
Sora: Fuck
You give him a confused look
Sora: Not gonna lie I thought I'd get out of having to do this shit if I didn't have the worksheet
You: I don't wanna be here either but here I am so...you might as well make it worth our while, I suggest you get started
Sora: I don't fucking understand anything on this damn worksheet
You roll your eyes and squat down next to his desk.
You: Do you know what the FOIL method is?
Sora: Nope
You: It stands for first, outer, inner, last, it's what you used to multiply two binomials
Sora: Okay...
You: So do it
He picks up his pencil and while he works out the problem you take a sip of your drink. Your body feels hot and sweaty but you refuse to take your jacket off. He looks over at you and raises his eyebrow
Sora: You good?
You: Yeah I'm just...hot, isn't hot in here
Sora: Not really but if you're hot just take off your jacket
You: I don't want to
Sora: Well then be hot I guess
His statement makes you annoyed so you decide to take off your jacket to spite him. You stuff it in your backpack and he looks you up down
You: What?
Sora: Nothing you're just...different than I expected
You: Different
Sora: Yeah like you're actually kinda hot
Although you assume that's supposed to be a compliment you take offense to it. You cross your arms over your chest and roll your eyes
You: Can you just do the work
Sora: For sure
A few moments later he finished the problem
Sora: I got x=6
You: That's right, see wasn't that easy?
Sora: Nah my fucking brain hurts and I need to get high
You: So you're a slacker and a druggie...interesting
He seems to take offense to your words
Sora: I'm not a druggie
You: Whatever...do another problem or don't, but I'm not gonna tutor you if you don't care
You begin to gather your things
Sora: Alright Jesus fine I'll do it
You smile a little and set your bag back down
You: Good

p.s.- the spacing was so fucking weird in the beginning but I don't feel like fixing it so 👩🏽‍💻👩🏽‍🦯 I honestly might format the next part differently but anyways I hope you guys enjoyed this part 🧍🏽‍♀️