Why I dropped English class

[Dont]

It's going to be a long day
And they look at me
Staring at me
I hear her voice hrough the buzzing
"One more piece of late work and it's an F for You"

So I laugh in spite of myself
Grit my teeth
She walks by
I can smell her
Scent so sweet I have to taste her
I look directly into her

She doesn't see
Doesn't notice my genius, talent
I grin. She sees me.
Grit my teeth and laugh in spite of myself
I smile directly into her

She sees
Goddammit, she sees. I take her hand
Look into her eyes, see boy, she understands
We breathe in unison
Hands on skin
Soft and sweet
Her hands drop from my chin
Our bodies meet

Skirt up jeans zipped
I bite my lip
I bite her lip
She's a beautiful wreck
Grab her neck
Push, pull, snap
Her body lurches back
She struggles, tries, writhes, then resigns

Flops to the ground
In her pocket, theres one pound
I should go to class, work on that English paper
Bell goes, next lesson will start late for her
First period, I might be late
See You Sarah. You've been first rate.

[k-j]

Love it. Great ending. Love the use of rhyme / assonance throughout. Couldn't work out if the victim was the English teacher or not - doesn't really matter though.