Forbidden Love (Janoskians fanfic)

She's an English girl, he's an Australian boy ... what could possibly go wrong?

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2. Chapter 2 - First Day

Chapter 2 - First Day

As we were nearing the school, the nerves were hitting.

I’d met with Mr. Hayward, the head teacher, the week before and he seemed friendly enough, he explained that like the pupils, I’d have a timetable to shadow teachers and offer support throughout classes. We’d worked out my time table which suited me, allowing me periods off to complete some University work as my tutor would be coming in to check on me and see how I was doing. I’d taken my timetable home and a map of the school and some other paperwork and studied it intensely, I knew where I was going and what time but I was scared on how they’d perceive me because I was so young.

“Nervous?” Georgia said cutting through my thoughts.

“Not at all” I gave an uneasy smile.

“Aw don’t lie Kayla yes you are, you don’t need to cover it up! You’ll be fine! AND your first period is English with Mrs. Jones and that’s my first period too!” she grinned.

“Ohhh greatttt” I say sarcastically.

“Hey, stop it” she moaned “It’ll be good, no-one knows I know you so I can tell you how everyone takes to you and let you know later!”

I giggle “that does sound good, thanks I suppose” I reply as we pull into the teacher parking lot.

“Want me to take you to the first class?” Georgia asks.

“Urm, yes please I need to go there now though and meet Mrs. Jones beforehand” I say smoothing down my skirt and blouse.

She leads me through the swarms of kids all talking about what they’d been up to during the break and through the doors and up the stairs to Room 5.

“Oh shit, I feel like the new kid, George!” I sigh.

“You’ll be fine, I swear, now go and I’ll see you in about 15 minutes!”

We give each other a quick hug as she flashes me a big smile.

I knock on the door and walk in to the classroom, I see a pleasantly plump lady, late 40’s, short dark hair wearing black trousers and a green t-shirt.

“Hello you must be Michaela, I’m Anne” she smiles and offers her hand.

“Please call me Kayla, and nice to meet you” I smile back and shake her hand.

“This is a year 12 class; I believe you’re living with Georgia Hewitt? Well of course you’ll already know no preferential treatment but I’m sure you’re a wise girl. I’ve set you up a little desk over there, you’ll help me mark work, give your opinions on the syllabus for that lesson and help them if they need it” she explains whilst pointing to the corner where the desk is.

“That sounds good” I smile back “are these to go out?” I gesture to the heap of work books.

“Yes please, one of each to each desk please love” she turns to write on the board.

I’m half way done when the bell rings signalling that it’s time to make your way to the first class, the pupils start filing in and I get to the last desk when someone turns round, hitting me with their bag and I fall into the desk.

I push myself up, “Hey! Watch what you’re doing please!” I say angrily.

The owner of the bag turns round and steadies me on my feet and turns me round “sorry!” he smiles.

“I-It’s okay” I say mesmerized by those chocolate brown eyes.


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