Cheeky Red

Chapter 1.

I slid into the back of the classroom, trying to avoid any notice from my peers. This failed miserably, as every eye in class turned to me before I could even make it half way to my chair. Worst of all, the teacher was looking at me directly!

"Excuse me, young lady," a man with a thick French accent said while cleaning his spectacles with the front of his shirt. "Might I ask what do you think you are doing?" 

"Ah, to that... I'm so sorry, sir!" I gave a nod of respect, "I'm supposed to be in this class. It is Anatomy 101, right?"

 "Yes, this is Anatomy 101." He shook his head as he put his glasses back on. 

I gave a breath of relief, but suddenly heard the sound of numerous students nearby snickering. I gave them a dark look. I was late, sure, but that wasn't really my fault. Well, arguably, this wasn't my fault. I simply lost track of time. If anything, this is Daenerys Targaryen's fault. She and her damn dragons left me up until 4 in the morning watching episode after episode. So, if you see it from that point of view, it wasn't really my fault at all!

I mean, naturally, you couldn't expect me to wake up at six in the morning. A person needs their beauty sleep, especially on their first day at a new high school. I planned to be up at 6:00 sharp, but the sleep button was so tempting, and it only took pressing it five times before it stopped giving me any alarms. In fact, you could say it was the alarm clocks fault for not being tenacious enough!

Plus, you could blame my dreams. My dreams were too tempting. The things I did with Carter Jenkins- hehehe... ah... ahem... but that's not my fault either! Who can control dreams? Those insufferable temptresses!

"My car got a flat tire!" I exclaimed. "That's why... I'm late..." There was more snickering. The teachers face seemed to grimace while he squinted at me. 

"You don't say..." 

That wasn't a lie. While high-tailing it to school in my Mini Cooper, I took a certain curb pretty hard, and I ended up with a flat tire. Worst off, when I banged my hands on the wheel in frustration, I ended to honking at these really hot guys crossing in front of me. One of them flipped me off, and I turned as red as the Cooper I was driving. 

It wasn't really that big of a deal. This was the first day of school. People being late had to be expected. However, I seemed to draw the eyes of everyone in the school. People were eying me and laughing my entire way to the classroom. Was there a sign on my forehead saying 'Newbie' or something? My presence can't be that obvious. 

Well, I wasn't one to ask questions. This class was on the third floor, so I ran up three flights and was already breathing hard. Maybe that's why everyone realized it when I opened the door and snuck my way in. 

"Young lady, I'm going to have to ask you to leave this classroom. You're a disruption." The teacher finally said. 

"Disr- I was just a little late! It's my first day! Come on..."

"I won't accept someone in my class dressed so inappropriately." He snapped.

"Inappr-" I gave him a weird look before my eyes dropped down to my body. 

It was at that point that I realized the worst-case scenario had become a reality. The nightmare to destroy all nightmares. I was wearing my red pyjamas. A top and pants, deep red in colour, made of shimmering satin cloth. I had spent the last week wearing nothing but pyjamas as I unpacked all the new boxes in the house, and with that behaviour ingrained in my psyche, I had completely forgotten to change my clothing.

"Do you have anything to say for yourself?" The teacher demanded.

"I- I'm just glad I didn't go to sleep in my underwear."

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Hey guys, I hope all of you like the story so far. I would really appreciate if you could give me some feedback about your favourite parts and if I should improve on some things :))

Thanks so much to @elementalcobalt for editing this chapter!