Loving Miss.Logan

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Reagans POV

I managed to slip out the door without awakening my hung over parents. I bit my lip straightening my sweater. I was wearing jeans, a black sweater, a black beanie, and black ankle boots. I reached in my back pack pulling out my infinity scarf and wrap it around my neck to hide the marks on my neck. I sigh lightly and begin walking to school. Senior year, finally. I see my two best friends walking on the opposite side. Jackie and her boyfriend Meea. 

"Jackie! Meea!" I yell running across the street meeting them.

"Oh shit! Reag you scared me!" Jackie yelled clutching her chest.

"Sorry" I smile innocently, then see Meea scowling at the scarf on my neck. "Meea its just a scarf" I sigh.

"You only wear that if something happened" he mumbled narrowing his eyes.

"Meea you know Reag would never tell anyone else besides us so it's no use" Jackie sighed.

I bit my lip looking down. I fiddled with my fingers and think quietly about last night

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"YOUR A STUPID CHILD!" my mother yelled into my face the alcohol strong on her breathe. I felt her hands grip my arms tight.

"M-mom please" I whispered weakly.

"DON'T CALL ME THAT! I am not your mother. You are not my child. You are a mistake to this world" she hissed pushing me back. 

I stumbled into the shelf. Book clammered down around me and on me. I heard footsteps approaching.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE THIS TIME CHILD?" my father yelled.

My eyes widened. I knew he would be worse.

"That child is a damned lesbian" my mom smirked.

My mom had found my notes I wrote between Meea and Jackie in 11th grade. The notes where I was talking about a girl I liked.

"Y-yes daddy its true... b-but its me" I croaked.

"You.. Its you ITS YOU DAMN IT!?" he yelled. He punched me in my throat. I gasped for air. 

"Die bitch" was the last thing I heard before something hard slammed against my head.

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I came back to reality and realized we were at school. I showed them my schedule.

"They kept the trio together for all but one class! I have chorus, Meea has band, and you have ochrestra" Jackie grinned.

"Nice" I grinned "So whats our first class?".

"Umms its English 4 with Mr.Taylor" Meea said glancing at his schedule.

"Okay" I grinned as we walked to class. Walking into the classroom I groaned in annoyance. 

Three girls I hate were in there. They hated me more than I did them. The plastics. 

"Find the seats with your names on it students" Mr. Taylor said walking to his desk. He was an old sweet man.

I looked around and saw Jackie and Meea sitting already. Not even close to each other. I bit my lip and they shook their heads mouthing.

'Your names not here'.

I looked at the only seat open still. I moved over to it. I saw my name along with Molly, Patty, and Jenny. The Plastics. This was going to be a long damn class.

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I rushed to my last block class. I was late. Like ten minutes late, I had got held up in the bathroom by Molly. Hopefully my calculus teacher was nice and would let it slide. It took me another five minutes to find the class. I banged on the door hard and it was opened by a tall, slender beautiful lady. 

I let my eyes glaze over her body. Dark red wavy hair falling just above her butt, green emerald eyes, light tanned skin, a blue blouse that curved with her sides, a black skirt that showed her thin, long legs, and matching heels. Her arms crossed against her chest.

"I suppose your Reagan Carmens... Care to explain why your late in detention?" she asked tilting her head to the side.

"Yes ma'am" I sigh knowing it wasn't a choice. I made my way into the class sitting next to Meea and Jackie.

"Damn shes fine" I finally say.

"Oh god Reag" Meea laughed.

"Crushin on her" Jackie sang.

"Hate to disrupt this conversation but I would love to teach my class please" the teacher smirked looking at me.

"Ma'am? Whats your name?" I ask matching my smirk to hers.

"Miss.Logan. M-i-s-s not M-r-s like I told them if you had been on time" she said raising an eyebrow and she turned, walking back to the front of the class.

I found myself staring at her more than I did pay attention.

"Miss.Carmens care to tell us the answer?" a voice says cutting through my thoughts.

"Butt and boobs are nice!" I yell out.

The class bursts into laughter.

"Oh my God Reag!" Jackie said through her laughter.

I felt my face heat up with embarrsment and looked down fiddling with my thumbs. When everyone saw this they stopped laughing.

I quietly looked up at Miss.Logan and saw her cheeks tinted pink.

"A week of detention for being late and inappropriate language" she says. "And a phone call home on the first day" her face changes to a scowl.

I felt as if my world was flipped upside down. I jumped up from my seat stammering.

"M-Miss. L-Logan p-please anything else j-just d-don't call t-them!" I whispered weakly.

"Miss.Logan all due respect but that would ruin her life if you called home" Meea said quietly.

"Why? Shes a perfect angel?" Miss.Logan asks crossing her arms again.

"Miss.Logan. Like Meea said I'm saying this with all due respect but Reag has things going on at home and it would be best if you just didn't make a phone call" Jackie says standing up crossing her arms eyeing Miss.Logan.

I sat back down and bit my lip, it was hot in here. I yanked off my scarf and my sweater revealing my Pierce the Veil t-shirt and many...many scars, bruises and burn marks. I felt all eyes on me. 

"Reagan..." I heard Jackie say. I looked and realized my mistake. It was to late. Way to late.

"Oh my God" I heard people whispering. Despite the heat I pulled my sweater back on and looked to the front of the room.

"Its 4 Miss.Logan" I whisper answering her question. She looked at me and nodded.

"Well done..." the bell than rang signaling the end of class. I heard students leaving out. Then the door close. Meea, Jackie, Miss.Logan, and I were the only ones left in here.