A/n: It's here. I...... have no idea what I'm doing! I hope you enjoy this one. I mean, it's Sour!! He's hottt!!! (3rd to Whis)
Please just use your imagination for the school's layout. Like I imagined it taking place at my school😅
(Y/n's) pov:
I am a teacher. Oof, yep one of the most difficult jobs, depending on your classes. Now a school opened in South Africa and needed teachers ASAP! I transferred from West City over and the school is huge! Okay, the country itself isn't bad, it's just the corruption and don't get me started with loadshedding! Speaking of which, I think we're on stage 3. But back to the school now. It's called Grand High. It's a school for Afrikaans and English learners. The school is found in the province Western Cape, in a small town called Melkbosstrand.
Today is a Monday. How perfect. My register class is something special. 8E3, there's a group of boys that are all to special. I arrived early today to prepare my classes tests. Okay, the hocky and rugby fields are big. I drove through the gate and saw a few students already there, mostly the sports and club kids. At the parking lot, there's a parking space for each teacher. I parked my car at the lot that read 'miss (L/n)', as I climbed out, with the tests in my arm, I saw that my best friend's car is park next to mine. I smiled brightly but tensed when I saw her with three of her brothers at the office. I wanted to get to my class as fast as possible when her younger brother spotted me. "Hey (y/n)! Please join us!" He yelled out. I knew he ment no harm, at this moment I just want to strangel the tall male with his gravity defying hair. Some of the kids call him ice-cream hair and he seems not to care. My bestie looked up and smiled at me. She and her brothers started walking towards me.
"Goeie môre juffrou (l/n)." One of your Afrikaans students, in 8A2, greeted me as she and her friend passed by. "Angeluque, kan jy vir my die seuns uit kak asseblief? Ek weet jy is vriende met hulle. Ek gee vir jou toestemming om hulle te skop." I instructed her in Afrikaans. I've learned how to improve my Afrikaans at this school. She and her best friend, Alexa nodded their head. "Matthew again?" She asked in English this time. "Yup." I sighed. "Don't worry, mam. I'll sort them all out. I still need to kick Seth for calling me short!" She said, a fire burned in her eyes. "Don't worry Angeluque, Tiago is shorter than you." I smiled at her. "See you in first period mam. Bye." The two girls said and headed off. On the first day I've mistaken them for siblings with their brunette hair and almost similar eye color.
"Your favorite students?" My friend asked. "What?" I asked her. She chuckled. "I give her class EMS and Angeluque is damn good at accounting. She got a 97% on her class tests the other day. She is my favorite student." My best friend, Akila said, her amethyst eyes shining and her unusual blue skin looks great on her. Okay, this isn't any normal school. It's a school for the gifted. Like one of my students in my class can control fire! "Your right. Angeluque and Alexa are two unique students. What are their powers anyways?" I asked, curious. "The two of them want to keep it a secret, as their EMS teacher and the vice principal, I promised them to do so." She said proudly. "(Y/n), you can just ignore her. The river of blood is flowing." Her twin, Korn rolled his eyes at Akila. She smacked him on his arm, causing her to flinch slightly. "Seems like someone forgot the twin bond." Their other brother, Whis whispered. The twins glared at him. "Sorry." Whis said. "I should get to my class anyways." Whis continued and walked to his class.
"Hey, (y/n)." Sour greeted me. He swung his arm around my shoulder. I smiled at him. Totaly not freaking out because he's my crush. The two of us watched as the twins fought each other. Akila looked like she was winning but the school grounds got messed up. Both had a ki blast in their hands. "Sour, stop hanging on the poor mortal." Another person made his presence clear. The three siblings immediately swung around and came face to face with the principal, also their father. "Morning Mr. Daishinkan." I greeted the principal. "Morning miss (l/n)." The short male with sharp violet eyes greeted back. His eyes seemed like they saw right through your soul. "Good morning father." The three siblings said simultaneously.
