Among the Mirabilis(Part one of the trilogy)

Chapter 11

-"Professor! Professor!"

I snapped out of my thoughts. Everyone was waiting for class to begin. I don't even know which class I am teaching at the moment – the conversation I had with my mother still has me all worked up. I was always so unstable regarding her.

-"Professor, did you go to that club that just opened?"

The stinger came out, it was Suzanna's voice.

'Come here little turd...' I thought to myself. Today, after a long period of time, she decided to test my temper.

"Of course. I apologize that I haven't managed to discuss that with you before." I said trough my smile.

She seemed as if she was fuming while the chuckles could be heard among the class as I looked over to Max who just smiled and continued to talk to a new girl who just transferred into our school as she fluttered her lashes and chirped to him about something. Hmm.. She is into him – But why should I care about that?

- "So you went there during the masquerade?"

I looked at her in a way that could clearly let her know that she is crossing the line.

"Yes. I was." I secretly checked for any reaction from Max – He heard it but gave zero reactions.

- "Alright. So, you went there. What were you dressed as?"

"Wicked stepmother." I answered shortly which made everyone confused except for Max who just laughed still looking at the new girl he was talking to.

Maybe that little turd does know how my lips taste like??!!

Wait! He was in front of the disco when Suzanna called me out by that name! That's why he knows what I'm talking about! That's why he smiled! Makes sense. Ugh! I'm going to lose my mind. Which one of the two is it??

- "Don't be like that. Here, I can tell who I was dressed as – Harley Quinn!"

- "So you could match with the Joker!" Someone shouted out to her.

Ah, could they perhaps mean the very same Joker I've encountered? It could make sense since she has a thing for the Hornet. Good on me! I feel like Nancy Drew.

"I do not understand you, Suzanna. Why would anyone care what a P.E. teacher dressed as for a masquerade? What does that have anything to do with the subject I'm teaching? Cause we can only discuss about that."

- "Someone asked me to ask you, and so I did. Don't flatter yourself thinking that I'm interested into your boring life."

My boring life? Did that little brainless fly just say that?

"Do not flatter yourself that you have some imaginary status that allows you to talk like that to me and for me to be ok with it."

- "I am already prepared to get a low grade from you." Meaning: What else can you do to me? That's what the little bee meant.

"Alright then, return to the rest of the class." Who cared about what I was dressed as?