𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫

Careless

Thursday

"Hm...has anyone seen Sora Simmons this morning?" The students shook their heads. "No ma'am."

"Absent again, I guess." It's the third day of not seeing him attend class. Where is that boy?

End of school

I'm getting worried about Sora, but then I imagined him skipping school to spend time with his girlfriend. That's extremely irresponsible.

I waved as the students leave to go home. "Take care! Keep studying!" I check the student grade book on the computer and click on Sora's name.

He's been missing work this passed week. And his grades are going down? I blink twice to make sure I'm not blind. Not good.

That girlfriend of his is pushing the worst influence on him and he's getting lazy again. This needs to be fixed immediately.

I walk out into the hallway and accidentally bump into Jared. "Woah, hey Miss-"

"Sorry, I'm in a rush. Have you seen Sora at all today?" He adjusted his shirt. "Uh...the last time I saw him was in the library. But why-"

"Okay thanks!" I waved goodbye and sped off. "Uh, okay?" He laughs confusingly.

As I reach the library doors, I quietly walked in trying to avoid being a disturbance.

The place is not that big. I search all the way in the back and notice curly hair behind bookshelf.

I take a peek and- what the fuçk? I catch Sora's girlfriend sucking his díck? In a public library?

"Are you fuçking joking?" I whispered. Sora gets startled. "Oh shīt, get up. get up." He yanks her up off her knees.

She wipes her mouth and looks me up and down. "Is she fùcking stalking us, Sky?"

I was scared that someone is going to walk by and see them. "Come with me," I ordered him. "But teache-"

"Right now." I didn't want to hear it. "Oh my fücking God bro." He pulls his pants up.

We walk back to my classroom, but he was moving too slow. "Come on, Sora." I take his hand, only for him to snatch away. "Don't fùckin touch me, bro."

"I'm not your bro, I'm your teacher," I corrected. "I don't care. Stop touching me." Where is this misbehavior coming from?

We make back to the class and I close the door. "What were you thinking?! Why in a library?!"

"Why not?" he asked. "Their was people in the room," I mentioned. "What would've happened if someone noticed?"

"I don't care, let them see." I restrain myself from pulling out my own hair. "Stop treating this so carelessly, Sora."

He rolls his eyes. "Why does it matter so much to you?"

"Ever since you've been out with that girl, it's like you've completely shut down on your academic goals. You were doing so well, and now this?"

He laughs in irritation. "Whatever man, you just jealous." I pause. "Jealous? What are you going on about?"

"You're jealous cause I ain't fūckin you anymore," he accused. "You miss my dīck that bad?"

Is he trying to make me angry or something? "Are you delusional? I can care less if you're with somebody else."

"Yeah right," he laughs. "You wish that was you sucking my díck at the library, huh? You're so desperate."

That's painful to hear him say that to me. My voice weakens. "Sora, don't say that. This isn't about me being jealous. I just want you to stay focused in school."

"No, you just trynna find an excuse to fućk up my relationship like a lonely cougar."

"Fascinating that you call me a cougar, although we're only 5 years apart. You know what? I don't care what you do. I've had enough of your ungratefu-"

"Are you done yet?" He interrupts. Now I'm angry. I point to the door and said "Out" in a calmly manner.

"Fine, don't bother me anymore." He walks out of the classroom and slams the door.

I'm so frustrated with him. I don't even care if he's skipping class anymore. I don't want to see his face anyway. I've done so much for him, but if he doesn't care, neither do I.

The door opens again. "What do you want now?" I turn around and see Jared at the door. "Bad timing?"

"Kind of," I sighed. "I'm not in the best mood right now." He closes the door. "I've heard. You and Sora, right?"

"I don't want to hear his name," I said angrily. "My bad. Can I stay?" he asked. "No, I'm too agitated right now."

"I can fix that," he says. I sit back in my chair and sigh. "Maybe you can."

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