Teaching Submission

Chapter 2: Should I...?

Okay, maybe I shouldn't have been so dramatic but I hate that. I hate to be suggested tutors or to get extra help. It makes me feel stupid. Even if it was suggested by my stupid hot teacher. Now that I think about...could he have been checking me out? Should I...? Nah. That's ridiculous. I'm not worth getting fired over.
With that, I throw my bag in my car and wait for my two friend whom I have already introduced you to. Both my girls have blonde hair. Except Mindy recently cut hers to shoulder length. It looks adorable if you ask me but she has some self image issues. Alexis has longer hair. About mid back length. Speaking of the two 'angels' Mindy has gotten in the back and Alexis in shot gun. "Finally! It's over." Alexis takes a sigh if relief and leans her head back. "So, a little birdy told me Freedman kept you after class. Hmmm?" I start the car, rolling my eyes and pull out my spot. "Yes, little birdy is correct." I put my eyes on Mindy through the mirror. She smiles innocently. "Yeah he did. And it was awful. Offering me extra help and tutoring." I sigh and pull into school traffic. "Oooh tutoring in what?" I laugh. I love my best friends. "Crazy sex positions and fifty shades of Grey shit. The norm." I earn laughs from them. "Okay come on I'm starving." I roll,my eyes again. Both are 17 but the their moms still haven't taken them to get their license. Guess they're stuck waiting. Meanwhile, I'm stuck as their chauffeur.
I pull into Wendy's because uhm no honey, ever since my neighbor got diabetes from a big mac, I've stayed far away from McDonald's thank you. We get out of the car, happy to he away from the next town over, and head in. Ordering our food we sit down and talk. The conversation consists of, boy problems, parent problems, and self problems, before we get our food. "Ali, maybe you should like, offer to sleep with him a night or two." I almost choke on my food. "Funny, but I doubt he would. Besides that's more of a thing to joke about, stop looking so serious." I glanced up at Mindy. "No, I am serious. You should give it a shot. You've had sex, right?" Oh. My. God. Mindy! We're eating! In public! "Well yeah but with one guy. Who I'm not sleeping with anymore so I'm not that experienced I couldn't give the man what he wants." I try to explain. "The fact that he'd be getting any should be good enough I mean, you're hot. So why not." I swear this girl is taking me to hell with her. "Okay seriously stop it's not funny anymore." I take another bite. She shrugs and the subject is changed. Great. Now I'm seriously thinking about it.
We get back on the car and head home with the music up loud enough to blow out our eardrums and high off the sugary stuff we purchased at a gas station. I'll never get tired of this. Riding around and being stupid with these two. Joking about sleeping with our teachers. Joking.
I drop Mindy off first as she's closest, then Alexis. And now I head for home. Tired and ready to get homework out of the way. I'm really not playing. I refuse to be like my mother. When I pull into the drive way I could just feel something was off. I run up the porch and head inside. "Mom!" I call and head for the living room. It wreaked of alcohol and throw up. And that's what I stumble upon. "Goodness mama." She's bent over her knees. Bottles all over the coffee table and she had gotten sick all over the floor and her feet. "Jesus.." I run my hands through my hair and start to work. I take her to the bathroom and run a bath, setting her on the toilet to wait. I hurry and clean the floor. Yep, this is what my life has consisted of since the end of middle school. Lovely, right?
I clear the bottles and head back to the bathroom. My mom is now half conscious and the bath is full and ready. I cut the water of and get to cleaning her.
By the time I was done she had mumbled several "thank yous" and "I'm sorrys". I dressed her and put her to bed. I decide to clean after I finish my homework. So as I'm finishing,up economics, let me explain. My mom does have a job. She's a janitor. Works at night. So she doesn't need to be up. Right now she need to sleep off whatever from earlier and go to,work five hours from now.
So stuck on math, I put up all my completed work and get to cleaning and making dinner. I love my mom dearly and I'm not about to let anyone call social services or any of that crap. I'm fine and happy on my own.
While stirring the pot of noodles another thought comes to my mind. Maybe I should try that with Freedman. I mean if I succeed, I'll get to sleep with the most gorgeous man on earth like seriously. He is Boy Epics child or some shit. I sigh and finish making dinner. I decide it's time to wake mom up for work and give her some food. I run into her room and jump her. "Mommy!" She groans and tries to cover her head. "Nooo!" I smile and sit her up. "Come on, dinners ready and you have to work in an hour. You're already clean so let go!" I get off and get out her some work clothes. Setting them out for her to get dressed in. I see she's getting up and I head out to make her a plate to eat now and for later.
My mom comes down dressed and looking a little better. "Thank you honey." I smile and give her, her plate. "No problem. There's a ten in your lunch box for gas or anything if you need it." She nods and eats. I know this sounds all backwards but I really don't mind...
My mom left at 8:30 and I'm left alone for the night. She works just about everyday except Thursdays and Sundays. I'll admit, it's nice being alone. I put everything away and head to bed. That's about it. Nothing special. No boyfriend. No party's. Just homework, mom, dinner, and bed. And I like it this way. Kinda.

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Hi :) still sorta boring but Mr. Freedman comes into play soon.