Haiden stared at the clock as she impatiently tapped her notebook, waiting on the teacher.
On cue, in walked the new history teacher, sitting his coffee on the desk and picking up the marker.
"Good morning, ladies and gentlemen, I am Arturo Decker. You can call me Art or Mr. Decker.." He said as he wrote everything on the board.
"More like Mr. Dicker.." A troublesome boy behind Haiden said, snickering with his friends.
"Get the fuck out." Decker said, still writing on the board.
"Dude, what?"
"I said, get the fuck out of my classroom until you learn how to keep your mouth shut."
The boy grabbed his bag, leaving the classroom. Decker tapped the chalk on the board, putting it down then finally turning to face the class.
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"Who's ready to learn some history?" He asked, smiling.
That was it. Their eyes locked, his smile dropping for a second.
He dropped his head, flipping through the book pages then turning back to the board.
"Let's start with The Cold War."
Haiden adjusted herself in the chair, feeling the room get cold. The chills rushed through her body as she quickly became uncomfortable.
It seemed as though the class slowly went by. Her feet urged to leave but her brain said no. It would be too obvious, and she wasn't letting him get that satisfaction.
Decker assigned the class a quick essay on a silly topic due at the end of class. He needed a reason to talk to her, any reason. This is what his mind came up with.
As class neared it's end, he graded the papers, handing them back to the students. He'd corrected their mistakes; telling them how an essay should look and to write a new paper tomorrow.
The teenagers groaned, gathering their things and heading for the door.
"Oh, uh, Haiden, is it? Can I talk to you about your paper real quick?"
Some students whispered, glancing between the teacher and student as they left the class.
Haiden firmly gripped her backpack, walking toward the door.
"Close it."
She stopped in her tracks, hearing his demand. Upon instinct, her body forced itself to shut the door forcing the two alone.
