boyish

1 ➵ distractions

"I'd give you more than an A+ but it's the highest grade I can unfortunately give you."

Typical.

"No problem sir, thank you." I head toward the door when my teacher stops me.

"Scarlett..." I turn around, slightly annoyed.

"I know you're mad but I'm sorry you can't go to St. Jeffersons." He says which does indeed make me even more mad.

"It's not fair! Why do boys get the better education? And half of those bastards don't even deserve it." I can feel my eye twitching and I was clenching my fists.

"Language Scarlett." He furrows his brows.

"Sorry but, the best school of the country is an all boys school. And the second best is 400 miles away from my house. Do you not understand?! This school is the third best. But I don't want third best. I want the best. This school isn't a challenge for me. Heck, I could even sleep in all classes and still get an A!"

A+ but nevermind.

My face was red and my nails were digging into my skin.

The teacher had a concerned look on his face but I tried to ignore it as much as possible.

"I don't like getting easy A's," I continued. "I want to work for them. And going to the all boys school is the only option for me!" It was true. The things we learned here weren't even half as hard as in St. Jeffersons.

"I know. But there's nothing I can do about it. Now please excuse me,  I have to get going." He says innocently.

I storm out the room making sure to smash the door shut.

I didn't have many friends to support me in this kind of situation.

Ok fine, I didn't have any. But it didn't matter to me. Grades are the only thing that mattered.

I've been trying for a while to convince them to let me go to St. Jeffersons. But it doesn't seem to have worked...

I'm only 17 (turning 18), and getting a shitty high school diploma isn't going to get me any further.

However. Just imagine I were to apply at MIT (a school where only the smartest people get accepted) as a girl with a diploma from on all boys school!

They'd know that I was that smart as a girl to get into the best guy school.

And of course I'll get accepted because I am in fact really smart.

However just now, that was only the first class. Chemistry. My least favourite.

The next lesson was math so I headed towards my locker to get my books.

I look down as I can hear people whispering and gossiping about me.

I try to ignore it but it's hard.

I can't say that I don't want friends. Because I really do.

I also want a boyfriend who protects me and takes care of me.

Just saying.

At least I already kissed someone...in 6th grade.

I get my books as I head towards Math when I feel a tap on my shoulder.

I turn to see Liam. My crush.

"Look who we have here." He shouts out and opens his arms. He looks down on me.

I walk against him, bumping my shoulder on his..

Suddenly he pushes me off him and throws me to the floor.