MY FAVORITE RIVAL

CHAPTER 6

Nick Pov

A new day, a new colder climate, the only one is hidden behind the clouds and my bones freeze.
I was driving towards the school with the inscription "Be careful driving" marked with my finger by that future of my colleague and near Dylan.
I looked up to the sky, shaking my head but an involuntary laugh for it escaped me.
Also, let's not forget how he was having a good time with that 3 C pupil, Christine..Chrissy or how to ciama!
A disgusting little thing.

I got to sleep because of the start of the league because of the morning traffic and stamped the presence.
I quickly remember in 3 C and sat down starting to write on the blackboard what information on Dante Alighieri's hell.

The boys came in puffing and with bored flights, so I decided to quickly rate the appeal and immediately start with a slightly different league.

Nick: Guys, who wants to be part of the first set design of one of the "Canti dell'Inferno"?
Up on, don't waste too much!

Almost none of the boys raised their hands, in fact I felt a little disappointed but I decided not to give up and try again.
I managed to convince 3 pupils for the roles of Dante, Virgil and Charon.
The feces make scenes simulating the story of one of the Canti but the others were a continuous clapperboard.
I touched my temple feeling it throbbing because of the casino in that classroom, then the bell rang and I greeted the boys and the machines to have a regenerating coffee.

Prof. Dale: Professor Wave, good morning! Finally we meet.

Nick: Umh, hi.
Excuse me, are you? I have the memory of a hamster.

Prof. Dale: I'm Prof Theodore Dale, dean of law and Latin.

Nick: Of course, now I remember! We met during the presentations of Principal Cooper.

Prof. Dale: Exactly.
His coffee has been ready for half an hour anyway.

Nick: Oh .. mh yes, right.
Thanks, goodbye then!

I took the coffee and ran enough to the courteous.
I drank my stained coffee slowly and then looked at the phone, noticing a Persian call from my wife Emily.
The woman immediately and answered me practically after a ring.

Emily: Love! How are you?

Nick: Hey love, all right, come on .. apart from the headache and these pupils who absolve me yes and no 5 minutes if it's okay!

Emily chuckled and then fell silent.
He ruled the silence for about 30 seconds, so determined to speak.

Nick: Umh love, actually I have to correct the themes I did, do you mind if I call you tonight?
Also because it's very cold out here.

Emily: Mh yes, it's fine.
One tonight then.

She pulled away without even saying goodbye and frowned.
I shrugged and went back to school, she was probably just tired.
I headed for 5 D and stayed talking to the Rossella janitor waiting for the bell to ring.
She is a nice woman, full of problems eh, but nice.

He rang the bell and Dylan came out of 5 D with his black leather briefcase in his hand, always dressed impeccably.
You look at him but I decided to give him a simple "hello" and then I immediately entered the classroom.
He looked at me and recomposed the greeting with a smile, then went to the teachers' room.

I began to question Giovanni Verga in the fifth and chaos was beginning to give me head.
I blew up and screamed a "Enough guys, silence!!" but the reaction was a series of snickets and rice.
The only one who does not get up and disdains "Raga basta oh, poor prof" was Vincent Mills, whom I thanked with a big smile.

I finished questioning and put my things in the bag, while Vincent joined me at the chair.

Vincent: Prof day! It amazes me if they make casinos, also because I am the representative and I am trying to say that there is too much casino but I don't listen.
Anyway, I wanted to ask her if she could recommend me umh..

He approached my ear and whispered so as not to be heard by his companions.

Vincent: some beautiful books he left behind?
Don't scream though, they don't know I like reading etc...

He scratched his neck and I looked at him with a smile; I couldn't have better rich than this!
I began to recommend about 10 books read in the last period and he marked them in the cell phone note.
He thanked me with a wink and I frowned and laughed.

I left the class when the time ends and it reminds me of the male bathroom for teachers, hanging the bag on the external handle of the door and entering the needs for a rate.
When I went out, I went back to Dylan Hallen in front and closed my eyes.

Nick: Umh, good morning .. now you are waiting for me to finish my needs?

Dylan: I just came to the bathroom for the same fare dear Nicholas, don't think unthinkable things.

He mentioned a laugh and I looked up to the sky taking my bag.
I went to the sink and washed my hands, then took an Oki from the tosca.

Dylan: Are you male taking that one?

Nick: Headache, that's all.

Dylan: Mmh, I guess.
With that casino that I felt proven by 5 D.
You have to fart respect more

Nick: I enforce myself and there was a casino because of the queries!

Dylan: why don't you amps that you have no experience with superiors and that you haven't figured out how you come yet?
Admit things, Nicholas.
God you keep, it doesn't take long.

He enters the bathroom and closed the door while I stayed to wash my hands and dry them in the air dryer.
When Dylan left the bathroom, he joined me and put a hand on my shoulder.

Dylan: You need to relax, it will only feel from the tension of the Muslims on your back.

Nick: What are you saying?
I don't need it, now I'd say it's time to go home.

Dylan: Trust me.
Would you like some fun tonight? A beer with the undersigned for rates such as different, others if you work only end up male.

Nick: No thanks.

Dylan: Okay, 11pm at the Sextdrink Pub.

He left and didn't even let me answer.