Trying too hard. (Student/Teacher)ON HOLD

Chapter 2

March 14th, 8;02 am

I looked out the window of the bus, she wasn't there. Why? Why wasn't she there? Surely if she had gotten a lift into school she would have texted me.. Maybe she was sick? I hope not.. As the bus pulled away i sat alone with my head against the window. I should call her.. "H-hello?" Her voice cracked, "Hey Em, you ok? you sound pretty bad.." I joked, her quieet laughs turned into coughs, "I have food poisoning, and i have a cold because my mum thinks we should live like the cavemen.. without heating.. "

"Awh poor little cave girl, anyway, the bus is almost at school so i need to go now- i will pop round after school to say hi and see if your feeling better ok?"

"Yeah ok" She replied, i hung up the phone and jumped off of the bus, the place seems pretty empty, normally theres more students at this time.. Oh well, maybe i'm just early!

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I walked to tutor and sat in my usual seat- i looked out of the window and counted down from 7, the moment i mentally counted 0, Mike walked past- i could feel my heart jump and trip over it's own beat and i forgot how to breathe when he noticed me and smiled. "i really need to tell him i don't want to be friends anymore.." I whispered to myself.. I sat in tutor alone today, without Emily to talk to.. the bell went after what seemed like hours and i dragged myself to Art, normally i like art but Em isn't here. I haven't spoke- or even made eye contact- to anyone today apart form my brief call with Emily. I should really get more friends.. I'm a loner... Oh well life goes on for now.. I walked into the class to see all the girls whispering and giggling, i hadn't realised what it was until i took my seat near the front and looked toward the teachers desk.

"Why if it isn't little Miss Alice Witler. " His booming voice said as he laughed down at me, i stood and gave him a hug, "Mark what are you doing here?! I haven't seen you since Jack moved out!" Jack was my older brother of 22, and Mark was his best friend who happened to be at our house near on 24/7. "I'm your substitute teacher it seems," he said waving his arm around the room.

"Your into Art? wait, your into teaching??" I laughed, some girls gave me odd looks that silently said 'how does she know that hottie?' "Yeah I think being a teacher changes the life's of people and education is-"he burst out laughing, "I'm sorry that's a load of bull! it's a good paying job and its not just art, lots of teachers have come down with a case of food poisoning, something about off cheese in the pizza or whatever, so I have to teach other classes too" I nodded,

"so what do you want us to do sir?" I joked gesturing to my art book. "I'll just do the register then I'll tell you ok?" he replied, I nodded again smiling. He registered the class then began to explain what it was we had to do, it was pretty simple, we were given an artist an we had to paint one of their pieces. I was done within about 40 minutes, art was one of my strong points, so i still had like 20 minutes left of the lesson, i got up from the seat and walked around the classroom, i noticed Megan near the back of the classroom, i went to sit with her, "Heya, that's good," i said politely pointing to her work, She scoffed, "Yeah.. Right.. mines good but your is a masterpiece of course." I took another look at her painting, It was a picture of the avengers.. obviously.. typical Megan to paint them- she is a crazed fan of them. she brushed a strand of her shoulder length brown hair from her face and carried on with her work, i wandered around the class sneaking a glance at other peoples work. That's what i kinda of liked about art, because unlike most lessons we could get up and walk around and sit where we want, it made the class more enjoyable. "Bell is about to go guys so get your brushes cleaned up and stuff packed." Mark announced to the class getting his papers together. i saw his schedule and noticed he had my biology class next, for some reason, butterflies formed in my stomach probably the food poisoning..i thought, but i didn't eat the pizza.. Oh well whatever.I left the art room and made my way along the corridor to my biology class, (i hate biology at the moment because we're dissecting stuff.) Just as i was about to walk through the door, i felt my phone buzz in my pocket- i hid in behind my jacket as i checked it. The school forbids the use of phones during lesson time, which was annoying. I had a voicemail from mum.. What could that be? I listened to it intently, "Alice, i think you should come home as soon as possible now. I need you here at home at the moment- i've phoned school and told them. just tell your teacher and come home." the beep sounded, signalling the message was over, with a slightly shaking hand i gripped the handle of the door and made my way in- i was glad i had mark now because other teachers would peter me about leaving and i had no idea why i had to go. "M-Mark, " I began before he cut me off "That's Mr. Baker to you Alice." He smirked, but soon stopped when he noticed my expression. I didnt notice the looks from the other students when he placed his hand comfortingly and my arms, his fingers must have been cold or something because goosebumps rose where he touched, "Alice what's up?" He asked me seriously. i replied, "I need to go" Then i stormed away and straight to the car. Something did not feel right.