P.E my favourite subject, I absolutely love physical education.

I change into my kit and walk into the gym hall towards my teacher who is Mr Haye.

You've got to be kidding me, why is my P.E teacher hot as fuck.

This is one lucky ass school.

"Hi sir, I'm Scarlett Rose I'm new here," I say politely.

"Yes you are," he says looking me up and down.

Am I seeing things or did this teacher just check me out?

I smile and walk away.

I'm pretty sure he must have fucked half the girls in this class.

All the girls run up to him to try talk, but are really just trying rub their boobs against him.

"Right, in today's lesson we will be playing basketball. The teams will be Scarlett, Cassie, James, Gabriel and Andy," he says.

My team is up first and I'm against Devon, Adam, Kim, Jessica and Liam.

Me and Devon stand in the centre to tap the ball to our team.

He got to it before me obviously since he's taller, he smirks.

I scrunch my nose annoyed.

I quickly tap the ball out of a girl's hand from Devon's team.

Dribbling the ball to their end of the court I get ready to shoot and as the ball flies in the air Devon grabs it and dribbles it to my end of the court. He holds the ball above me mockingly "Devon stop messing around," I shout.

He chuckles evilly and shoots.

"No fair," I say crossing my arms.

Adam looks at me and laughs at my reaction.

My player passes the ball to me as I dribble the ball Devon comes after me and pushes me making me fall but just before I could someone catches me, helping me up I turn around to see Adam.

I smile shyly "thanks," I say.

Just as Adam was about to say something Devon jumps in between us pushing us away from each other.

Uh, what's his deal?

Once again I have the ball, Adam comes up behind me and grabs my waist making me leave the ball and his other team player takes it, I squeal from the close proximity.

My eyes lock with Devon's, he looks like he's going to kill someone.

Mr Hayes tells everyone to leave to change but me.

"Scarlett Wait behind," He says.

"Sure," I say walking up to him.

"You done very well," he says while placing his hand on my back a bit too low if you ask me.

"Thanks," I say.

"I'm just letting you know because we are assessing everything our pupils are doing and your very good. Definitely at basketball. Is there any other sport you do outside of school?" He asks genuinely curious.

"Yeah, I have actually been doing boxing for four years as an amateur, but my dream is to go professional," I say proudly.

"Wow really, What's your record so far?" He asks.

"Twenty four fights, twenty four wins and twenty knock outs," I say with pride.

"I guess no one wants to mess with you then," he says jokingly.

I laugh "well, no one really knows."

"Alright, well that's you. You can go change now."

"Thanks," I say walking to the changing room.

I open the door to see everyone's left, I strip from my clothes just as I'm grabbing my t-shirt I get slammed into the lockers.

Fuck that hurt.

I look up to see Damon "what are you doing at my school?" I ask completely ignoring the fact that he just slammed me into the lockers.

He leans down to my level, face inches away from mine. I inch back my head resting against the locker.

"Fatty I heard you've been getting close to Adam," he says angrily.

"First of all he keeps getting close to me and second why does it matter?" I ask.

He looks at me with pure hatred "don't make me repeat what I did to you that night after the party," he says darkly.

What did he do to me after the party.

Endless thoughts swirl through my mind.

"What did you do to me after the party?" I ask scared.

"I may have beaten you, that's why you woke up all sore the next morning," he says.

I look up at him shocked.

"Why?" I ask.

"Because you were with Adam that night at the party," he says his name with disgust.

I'm not dealing with his shit no more I need to stand up for myself.

"And what if I don't stop getting close to him?" I question him.

He grabs my forearms pulling me forward and slamming me back into the lockers.

Grabbing a fist full of my hair he throws to the floor, he stalks towards to me and kneels down over me.

I push his chest making him lean back which leaves me a chance to get up but he grabs my waist and slams me into the brick wall.

He stands too close to me as extreme shock takes over me when suddenly I feel his fingers pressing against my private area down there.

"Don't make do things to you that you don't want me to do," he says darkly.

"So if your still hanging around him, that's what will happen," he says walking away and out the changing room.

My eyes water and all I want to do is cry.

Cry my heart out.