Professor Holland

Chapter Two

So hi guys... some of you may think that something is gonna happen after class... Sorry to burst your lil horny bubble but nothing is gonna happen yet anyways sorry not sorry
-Maddie
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Of course I didn't just leave because he would've chased after me otherwise, which would be beyond embarrassing.
"Good luck Avery." Maya said as she was leaving me sat in my seat in silence as Mr Holland said bye to everyone as they left. He switched of the board and put his macbook and pens into his bag and set it on his desk. I took that as my cue to walk over to him, so I do.

"For whatever I did sir I'm sorry," I say.
"Do you mean, I'm sorry sir for being rude to me?"
"Uh yes."
"Why'd you do it?"
"Why did I do what?"
"Why did you roll your eyes at me Avery?"
"I don't know, I really don't know. I'm reallly sorry Mr Holland but really if you think about it, it's all Mya's fault."

"How is it her fault Miss Evans?"
"She spoke to me..."
"You listened."
"Otherwise it would be rude. Can I go noe you're getting on my nerves."
"Leave then. This isn't the last of it Miss Evans, but I won't keep you tomorrow seeing as it is a Friday."

I said nothing so I just leave the class and go to the dorms. Bradley should be gone by now. I check the door, okay no sock so obviously he is gone. I walk in and through my bag on the floor.
"Why were you late?" emma asked me.
"Mr Holland had to speak to me..."
"Speak? There is something about that teacher..."
"About him? How?" I say

"Jee I don't know. Avery have you not seen him? He is beautiful!"
"Emma, you have a boyfriend! Also he's a teacher."
"A young teacher."
"Yes a young professor. Now leave me alone he is a man who clearly just wants to teach!"

Emma an I said nothing after that. She fell asleep at about 11:30pm, I didn't realise it got so late until my mum phoned me.

"Mum are you okay?"

[I thought you should know something..]

"Mum? you're scaring me."

[Sammy is in hospital. With cancer...]

"What? Again. I thought he was clear. This is bullshit. He's been through so much. He's literally 7!"

[Honey, it's okay. It's okay.]

"I'm coming up this weekend."

[Okay, be careful okay? Love you.]

"Yeah, love you too..."

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It was all I could think about all night. After an hour or so of tears, quietly not waking Emma. I got to sleep at about 1:30am or somthing. My lessons didn't start until 1:30pm. I stayed in bed. Doing nothing. I didn't want to go to Mr Hollands class for 2 hours. I just wanted to go home to see my family. The didn't live ages maybe a 2-3 hours drive but on a train which I'd have to take, not wanting to annoy my mum or dad. I pulled myself out of bed and put on my hoodie, leggings and trainers while grabbing my bag and walking to the class. I leant on the wall waiting tiredly. Then hearing the door open and seeing Mr Holland standing infront of me.
"You okay Avery?" He asked softly.
"Yeah. Of course." I say quietly.
"Speak to me after class. Tell me what is really up. Okay?" He said.

I nodded as I walked through with everyone else and sat alone. Mya sat somewhere else. Thank god. I couldn't put up with her absolute
shit. I slouched back into my chair and wrote whatever he needed us to write in my note pad. I put my head on my desk still hearing Mr Hollands voice in the background. I wrote about Romeo and how he killed himself when he thought his beloved Juliet died, saying how it was romantic because he risked everything for her for love. Proving that he loved her and needed to be with her although it was Forbidden. The bell rang for the end. Of course I had to stay.
"Okay, Avery come down here." Mr Holland said. I did what he said.
He leaned on his desk and looked at me.