Chapter Two

                                    

                                          
|First Day Back|
|Classes|

                          
Roman's Pov:
                          
I plopped down in my seat for science class and watched as Miley walked in. Damn she was the sexiest woman I had ever seen. I felt a slap on the back of my head and I turned to see Randy behind me. "Orton," I said bumping fists with him. "Wait....you're in Michaels' class again?" "Yeah he failed me last year......so in order to graduate with y'all I have to repeat. Whoop-de-doo," he said.
                          
"That sucks man," I said as the rest of the class filed in. Mr. Michaels walked in and set his briefcase on the desk.
                          
"Good morning class," Mr. Michaels said and everyone(except for me) sounded like robots answering him.
                          
I smirked at the teacher as he shook his head at me. I pulled out my science binder and stuck a pen behind my ear and leaned back in my seat waiting for him to say something to me.
                          
"Ok everyone for your first assignment I want you to silently read the first chapter in your science textbooks then answer the questions at the end. You have 20 minutes starting now!" Mr Michaels barked and everyone started working. Except me. I wanted the teacher to know that he couldn't boss me around, here or on the field.
                          
I stared at Miley as she did her assignment. She tucked her hair behind her ear and I could see the huge cross earring hanging from her ear. I tore a piece of paper from my notebook, wadded it up, and threw it at the back of her head. It was a direct hit and she looked over her shoulder at me.
                          
I made a kissy face at her and winked. A shadow came between me and her and I looked up to see the teacher glaring at me. "Do the assignment Roman. Now," Mr. Michaels ordered, "and stop staring at my daughter!".
                          
He walked away and Miley looked back at me. She bit her bottom lip then blew me a kiss. She ducked her head to do her work so I did mine just to show the teacher I could.
                          
Forty torturous minutes later we were released from this prison disguised as science class. As I got my backpack zipped shut Mr. Michaels called my name. "Stay behind Roman. Have to talk to you," he said and I rolled my eyes.
                          
Miley slung her backpack over her shoulder. "I'll wait for you," she said as she walked out. I walked up to the teacher's desk. "Yeah Coach?" I asked. "You cleared for practice?" Mr. Michaels asked point blank. I wasn't but what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him(or me hopefully). "Yes sir," I said handing him the (forged) note from my doctor. Thank goodness Seth had chicken scratch handwriting(he'd forged the note for me).
                          
Mr. Michaels scanned the note and folded it and slid it into his briefcase. "All right see you after school for practice Roman," he said dismissing me. I walked out and Miley smiled when she saw me. "Everything ok? I hope Dad wasn't hard on you," she said. We walked down the hall to Spanish class and I grabbed her hand and held it.
                          
"He wasn't," I said. The thought crossed my mind of my dad beating the shit out of me if I wasn't cleared to play on Friday and I shuddered. "What's wrong?" Miley asked seeing me shudder. "Nothing beautiful," I said as we got to Spanish class.
                          
"You sure?" Miley asked. She looked so concerned for me. "Yeah its all good," I said as we parted ways. I headed to the back where AJ Randy Dean Seth and Finn all sat.
                          
"You do know that's Coach Michaels' daughter right?" Seth asked tossing a mini football into the air. I snagged it and smirked. "Hell yeah he does. Didn't you see him flirt with her right under Coach's nose?" AJ asked.
                          
A loud bang caught my attention and everyone shut up when Senora(Mrs.)Michaels shut the door to the classroom loud.

                          
Roxy Pov:
                          
I watched our teacher walk to the whiteboard and write "¡Hola!" on it in pink marker. "That's your step mom?!" I heard Paige hiss to Miley who nodded fast. "She seems bitchy," Alexa drawled. 
                          
"Hola class! Me amo es Senora Michaels," Mrs. Michaels said and we all said "Hola" back except for the football players who just snickered.
                          
"Ok in this class we'll be working in pairs," Mrs. Michaels said and picked up a sheet of paper. "Miley Michaels your partner is Roman Reigns. Roman come up and sit by Miley!" Roman picked up his backpack and drops in the chair beside Miley.
                          
Mrs. Michaels paired everyone up and then....."Roxy Reigns will be with Dean Ambrose!" I heard and Dean came up and sat beside me. "Yay we're partners! You'll have to do my homework for me baby," he whispered winking.
                          
I shook my head and smiled. "I already do do your homework," I reminded him and Mrs. Michaels started teaching us basic greetings.
                          
I saw Roman and Miley with their heads close together going through the greetings. Dean and I practiced speaking them over and over.
                          
After twenty minutes of this Mrs Michaels clapped her hands for attention. "Damn we ain't in preschool. Cut it with the clapping," I heard Roman mutter and I smacked him on the arm. "Shut it," I hissed and he mouthed "Excuse me!"
                          
"Ok everyone," Mrs Michaels said after shooting a glare my and Romans way, "we are going to learn the days of the week. Today is Tuesday, or martes in Spanish. Repeat after me: Martes!"
                          
We all repeated it and she nodded. "Bien bien. That means good. From now on NO English will be spoken once you walk through that door! So you'd better learn how to say "May I have a bathroom pass?" or else you'll be in danger of pissing yourselves," she said and we all groaned.
                          
"Great," I muttered and Dean laughed. "It ain't funny baby!" I snapped and he stopped. "Goes for you too. I know how you and Roman down those energy drinks!".
                          
Finally the bell rang for lunch and we all filed out of the classroom.