c12 - new room, new teacher

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It's been a week since the Carnival. It's been five days since the ten year anniversary of my mother's death.

Sin has been an angel. I didn't think those words would ever come out my mouth, but honestly, he's been so sweet.

I'm not speaking to Rhiannon-which is killing me- but she told Sin.

She told Sin about my mother, which is my personal business and not something she can decide when to tell someone.

I sit up and yawn, then grab a zoot and light it, then slowly inhale.

"It's 6:30am, and your smoking? God, Lina, you really have a problem." Sin says with a smile as he throws a pillow at me.

We had to move rooms because there was a leak in our room, our beds are now way too close together for my liking, but on the plus side we have a kitchenette.

I throw his pillow back at him. "It's 6:30am and your already not minding your business? God, Sin, you really have a problem."

He crosses his arms moodily.

His hair is messy and in his eyes, he's slept only in his boxers I presume (the duvet covers the bottom half of his body), his abs look at me and his broad shoulders stand proudly.

"See something nice?" He winks at me and I stick my middle finger up at him, god he is so annoying.

I inhale again and I feel uncomfortable as I feel his eyes on me.

"I cough, "Stop looking at me. I can sense it."

He raises his arms in a surrender motion and grabs his shorts that are dumped beside the bed, whacks them on and walks over to the kitchenette area.

"Do you want some Nutella toast before english then, little red?"

I bite my lip. "Yes please, piss-pants, I would be very grateful."

I completely forgot that I had english today.

Sleepily, I crawl out of bed after finishing my zoot and make my way to the wardrobe, I grab an outfit for today and dump it on my bed before walking over to Sin to collect my toast.

He gapes at me with what seems like a little admiration, a little shock and slight euphoria. I shuffle uncomfortably.

"Um, Sin, can I have my toast, please?"

His jaw drops before he coughs.

"Sin?" I tilt my head to the side, slightly confused.

He coughs again. "Your vest." He says before turning around and grabbing my plate of toast.

I look down and see one tit has fallen out, whilst my other breast stays hidden behind the safety material of my pajamas.

"Fuck!" I laugh before pulling it up, "Oopsies!"

Sin shakes his head and passes me my toast, "Your a strange girl, Catalina."

Him calling me Catalina feels.. strange. I'm so used to Little Red and Lina.

"I'm strange? Your the one who was starting at my boobs, enchanted, like you've never seen any before!" I hit him playfully on the arm before sitting on the floor.

His jaw tenses. "I haven't been laid in a while, okay? I'm working on it."

An idea creeps into my mind, but I tell it to fuck off, and continue eating my toast.

"That slut that Patrick's with will probably help you out on that one. Although, I don't think Jagger would be too happy about that one. Nope, he definitely won't."

Sin rolls his eyes at me before sitting on his bed and eating his toast.

We eat in silence, then I go get dressed and head off to English.

*********

"Sir, whatever your name is, I'm sorry but I can't remember as your new...." I gulp angrily, tempted to throw hands at my new idiot dickhead of a teacher, "but the way you just described that female character is disgusting. You practically said she was an object, just because she was sexually assaulted? Do you know how fucking deluded that makes you? So many people suffer from sexual fucking assault, and your here doing what exactly? Defending the fuckers?"

I breathe in angrily before continuing,

"You make me feel fucking sick. Okay? Fucking sick. You called this woman a slut, although it's clear she got sexually fucking assaulted which is-"

I notice the whole class staring at me, and the new teacher looks very unhappy.

"I may be your teacher, Catalina, and you may be of similar age to me, but you may not disrespect me. Get out of my class."

What? The? Fuck? Am I seriously being told to get out of class for standing up for something serious? For something personal? For something that's....

"Sir, with all due respect, I think Lina has a fine point, she just isn't expressing it correctly. You know woman, they can get angry and..." Sin rambles.

'You know woman'.

What is that supposed to mean?

I see a look of confusion on Jagger's face and a few other classmates at Sin sticking up for me, this clearly isn't a normal sight.

I let out a deep sigh and grab my shit before storming out of the classroom, angry as fuck. I walk over to a bench and sit down and desperately search for a zoot, but the one I smoked this morning was my last one.

"Fuck!" I scream, until someone sits beside me.

Sin smiles at me, "Your welcome. I just got you back into that class."

Icily, I ignore him, not wanting to speak to him.

"Why are you being salty with me, little red? I just lost a whole class of worthy fuck buddies, and argued with a teacher for you!"

I scoff. "Awe, I'm sorry, did I lose your opportunity to have a shag? I care so much Sin, so much. And I'm sorry for being salty, but, you know, that's what woman are like...."

He bursts into laugher and I glare at him angrily. Does he think being a sexist fucker is funny?

"Lina, I said that shit to get you out of trouble. That guy was a grade A asshole with a severe attitude problem."

I bite my lip to suppress a giggle.

Did he just quote wild child?

Sin suddenly grabs my arm and I flinch at the lack of delicacy with his touch, and just the idea of a male touching me overall.

"Come with me." He says, making it sound like a question, but pulling me along as if I have no choice.

"I'd love to." I say sarcastically before pulling away from his grip, but continue to walk beside him, it's not like I've got anything better to do.

Sin breathes in and out deeply, and I notice he breath smells strongly of whisky and vodka.

"A dónde me llevas?" I mutter under my breath, to be looked at by Sin.
(where are you taking me?)

"I don't speak Spanish, Little red, at least not yet. You'll have to teach me, won't you?" he looks me up and down before standing at a bus stop.

We wait at the bus stop for what feels like forever but is only actually five minutes. The bus comes and we get on it, I still have no clue as too where it is he is taking me.

I sigh and lean against the bus window, I feel nervous.

We've spent a lot of time together in the past week and I don't like it. I don't like it all.

I can't get too close to people. I just can't.

I bite my lip and breathe in deeply, making sure the wall that is put up years ago is still there.

The bus stops and Sin gestures for me to get off.

"Alright, dickface, I'm not a three year old, I know how to get off a bus." I say with an eye roll before marching off the bus.

He looks at me in confusion but just shrugs and walks down the road.

I sigh,

Then I follow him.

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