“Just Acquaintences”

“Just” Acquaintances.

There I was, another day where the cold January morning air slapped me in the face as I walked out of the car to my first period class. Through the doors, straight, then down the hall-last class on the right. I walk in, always the second or third person to be there, and greet my mathematics teacher from across the room. Grabbing my assigned textbook, number 14, on the way in, I march down the gap separating rows of desks, and plopped down into my seat.
“Have a nice weekend, Jacob?” asked Mr. Morrison, my math teacher.
“Yes, I did. Thank you for asking, what about you?” I replied.
“Oh, you know, just the usual. Watching Sunday night football with the missus yappin’ on about grocery store stories.”
For some reason I always thought the Mr. Morrison was a bit gay.
But besides that, only a few minutes after I came in, and right after the first bell, in came the only girl in class with a grade higher than mine. Of course, I feel ashamed and depressed acknowledging it, but Juliette Monroe is the only person with a grade higher than mine. I have a 99%, and she has like a 102%. But come on! The only reason that this happened was because of a stupid mistake I made on a quiz, I care so much about my grades-I’m such a fucking nerd.
Back to Juliette, she walks in and grabs her assigned textbook, number 15, and walks past me to her desk at the far-right side of the room, second chair back. Damn is she sexy, she’s a little thick, but that just means that her curves are more shaped, *wink. She has long brown hair, semi-wavy, and almond-brown eyes. Her ass is just out of this world, which is complimented very nicely with her softball pants, she wears those a lot.
Contrary to what you may have interpreted her as: a hoe, she’s not.