*Anyssa POV*
I woke up to the aggravating noise of my alarm clock blasting through my room. As I contemplated going to work today I rolled over and turned it off. I forced myself out of the comfort of my bed and made my way to my bathroom to get myself ready for my day. I turned on the water to the shower, but before I stepped in I grabbed my phone and turned on my go to "God PLEASE get me through this day" song. I stepped into the steaming hot shower as The Rock by The Walls Group began to blast from my speaker.
As the water ran over my body I sang along with the music. I started to cleanse my body and meditate on getting through the day. While meditating i said a prayer of peace and strength and continued to bathe. When I finished showering i got out, brushed my teeth, washed my face, then slid on my bra and panties, and moved to look at myself in the mirror. "Damn I'm fine. Why the hell am I a principal and I look this good?" I know I sound a little vain but I have to give myself some credit. At 30 years old I still look absolutely gorgeous.
I'm standing at 5'11" with long silky black hair that reaches down to the middle of my back. My skin is a beautiful golden caramel color and is just as soft as a newborn baby. And my figure is beyond amazing. The way these curves and hips are set up, you'd think I was a goddess. I took a step closer to the mirror to more thoroughly exam my face. Soft hazel eyes, plush and perfectly lifted cheek bones, luscious and irresistibly seductive lips, and the sexiest jawline you'll ever see. I got so caught up in admiring myself that completely lost track of time. I hurried to finish getting dressed.
I threw on my black skirt, my white blouse, and my black blazer. I grabbed my red rose pin from the dresser and my red heels from under the bed. When I finished getting dressed I grabbed my keys and made my way to my car. I crunk up, started blasting my morning motivation music and sped down the road. I pulled up at the school and walked straight in and up to my office. When I walked in I immediately went to my mini refrigerator and grabbed an apple. While I was so busy being amazed at the glorious wonder that is my body this morning, I forgot to eat anything. With my apple in hand I went to my window and watched as my students began to flood into the building. And and that moment, my day was really started.
"....And remember students, always do the best that you can do, be the best that you can be, and make your tomorrow greater than today." When I finished giving my morning announcements i sat back in my seat and logged into my computer to check my email.
*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.* "DR. JONES!!! DR. JONES!!!" My thoughts were abruptly interrupted by the heavy knocking and vaguely annoying yelling of my secretary. "Come in Mrs. Stripplen" I called to her.
She walked through the door and I could tell from the look on her face that her interruption meant nothing good. "What is the issue this time?" I asked knowing that I would regret the question. "Well Dr. Jones, it's umm, well it's..." I could tell that she didn't want to bother me with whatever it is she was trying to say. But her being apprehensive was honestly starting to piss me off and I felt myself losing patience.
"Mrs. Stripplen, sometime today would be lovely." I tried not to sound too rude and demanding. Mrs. Stripplen has been like a mother to me since I first started teaching. Just as she's watched me grow and get older, I've done the same with her. "Well Dr. Jones it's Machai (Muh-ky) again." As that name left her mouth she dropped her head and slowly backed toward the door. It wasn't until I looked down at my hands that I realized why.
My fists were balled up to the point that my veins were starting to pop out. It never fails with this boy. At least twice a week he always seems to find his way into some type of trouble and I'm just sick of it. And I try not to be hard on him, but at this point I'm about to say fuck it all and just expel him. "What was that Dr. Jones?" I got so caught up in my anger that I forgot the lil boy was outside. "Send him in please, Mrs. Stripplen." She stepped aside and there he was. As soon as he walked in I wanted to jump from behind my desk and beat him like he was my own child. But I kept my composure and smiled as he sat down.
"Mr. Thompson, back again already?" I asked. He sat in silence staring at the wall. "This is the third time this week that you've been sent to my office. So...whats the issue this time?" He still sat there without saying a word. I felt myself getting more pissed off as every second passed. I'd give anything right now just to be able to beat him myself. But I love my job too much and I will not jeopardize it for a bad ass little boy. But I know how to get him together. "You don't have anything to say? That's fine. I know who you will talk to." I picked up my phone and dialed the intended phone number. I waited as it rang and then from the other end I heard "Hello...."
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