Bonds

First Day Blues

*Robins POV*
I'm awaken by the sounds of my mother and step father fighting, I could hear the rage in my step fathers voice and the sorrow in my mothers. She and I hated it here, but he had more power than us two put together. His grip on us was never ending. I check my phone, its 5:30am. I'm about to shut my eyes and stay under the blanket for another two hours until I remembered that it was my first day of college. I hop out of bed a little less enthusiastically than it sounded and I made my way to the bathroom and under the warm shower that removed the goosebumps from my arms.
I search through my closet, trying to find something nice to wear, first impressions count I guess. I finally find my favorite dress that was very boho. (Yes I'm a Stevie Nicks fan) I slip it on and check myself in the mirror. The arms were loose and they complimented the dress beautifully. I put on my knee high cowboy boots and I walk over to the mirror. I leave my hair wavy and I apply a small amount of makeup finishing it off with a little flick of eyeliner.
I get my bag and I climb out of the window and down the vines hoping that no one downstairs would see me, I cannot be bothered to deal with him screaming at me today.
I get in my car and I drive to college.
My nerves leave me with a lump in my throat and butterfly's in my stomach. I finally get there and I enter the reception where I pick up my timetable. Miss Squires for science, Miss Paulson for history (my favorite subject) Mr Hastings for maths blah blah blah.
I head to my first class, history, which I'm very excited about. I check my phone, I'm ten minutes early. I mentally face palm myself. I enter the room and I see a woman, Miss Paulson I'm guessing, getting something out of her bag. I decide to seat myself in the corner at the front. I take my books and water out. I take a few gulps and I choke on it when Miss Paulson is in my view. She is beautiful. Medium length blonde hair, beautiful eyes and her eyebrows are so.... So... Symmetrical. "Are you okay miss?" She asks me giving me a concerned look. And that slight lisp. Its perfect. "Yes thank you". I look down at my hands in my lap. Shit. I forgot about that. I reach into my bag and just as I'm looking for my bands, her sweet voice asks me to clean the board. "O...of course." I take the board rubber from her and Clean the board. My sleeve keeps rolling down so I change hands. Well the other arm isn't better! The scars are visible but no fresh ones. I brush it off, no one is looking anyway.
The bell rings so once I'm finished I take my seat again and a swarm of students walk in talking. "Okay class, please take your seats. I'm Miss Paulson your history teacher. The first topic we will be focusing on is The American West." She turns around and begins writing on the board. She's wearing black trousers with a striped top and a black cardigan. I can't help but stare at her butt.
A student walks in late. "Sorry I'm late miss, I got lost" she says. I hear a few sniggers behind me so I turn around and glare. "Excuse me, may I sit with you?" She asks. I'm surprised that someone actually wants to sit with me. "Of course!" I say with a bright smile. She smiles back and introduces herself. "I'm Mia" she says shaking my hand. "Robin, nice to meet you" I reply. "You too" she says and we turn our attention back to her ass. I MEAN Miss Paulson. Dammit Robin.
The lesson ends and Mia turns to me. "So what lesson do you have next?" She asks. I tell her that I have English and we both had it in the same room so we decided to walk together. Before I was able to leave the room Miss Paulson called my name. "May I speak to you in private?" She asks. I nod. "Urm, I'll meet you there Mia" I say and she walks out of the room.