Coffeetea love - AkkAye

[1] - Back to school

Akk's pov: 

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I was rushing down the halls, trying to find my way to the toilets. This day was already stressing me out, and now also this? 

Okay, maybe it was my fault that I didn't go to the bathroom in the morning, but it surely is not my fault that my alarm just didn't wake me up! 

As I was just rushing over the top floor of one of the buildings which was connected to another one, my favorite teacher fell into my eyes which I didn't see in one whole month. 

He was just talking with teacher Waree, so I decided to rush past them without noticing me. My plan didn't work, cause just as I wanted to speed up a bit my pace, he held me up. "Akk!" He called.

My head jumped back and my feet stopped at his happy sounding voice. "Teacher Dika!" I responded back in a calm and friendly tone as I took a step closer to him. 

"You're finally back! And? How are you doing?" He would ask me with a kind smile. At first I tried to think of a quick response, but god did I know how long this conversation might be... 

I never was good at holding in my needs, but this time I tensed up my body and just decided to fight through the pressure in my shorts. "Great!" 

"That's good to hear. How were you doing in your four weeks?"

"At the start I had struggles, but it got better after some time."

"How did the accident even happen?" He questioned the moment I thought I was free to go to the bathroom. 

"Well, I was driving to my parents'home to visit them over the weekend. I was tired cause I wrote an exam that day and learned pretty much and I didn't notice the sign before I could stop. Yeah, three broken bones, a light concussion, and several visits at the hospital." I said, trying to joke it off by throwing a hand in front of my body. 

Well, teacher Dika didn't find it as funny as I did as he looked really concerned and worried about me. "And now you are 100% healthy again? No nothing?" 

I just nodded slightly to reassure him. "Yeah!" "That's good." He sighed relived and put a hand over his heart to also show it. 

Since I didn't know what to do, I just laughed. My teacher sighed slightly. That was the moment before I stepped back to finally rush to the toilet, but he again held me up!

Please, Dika!!! I need to go now! I said in my mind as he began to talk. "Akk. I really don't wanna kill your mood, but, uhm..." He stopped for a second.

"Because of your missing, you are failing your English classes.  I would love to be more gentle to you and not give you as hard tests as the others, but this is your final year and English is just really hard and fast. As you were missing we did three more subject areas which all are gonna be very important in the exam we have in three months. I really don't wanna stress you, but I need to do so." 

These sentences killed me. I sighed deeply. I already knew that it cannot be as chill as Maths where the teacher extra looked more after me and tried to make easy subject areas in which I can easily catch after. 

Or like in Physics where the teacher sent me every worksheet or text or literally anything they did in class per EMAIL. She even sent me You Tube videos of different channels who explained it very well. 

And now I am here. Can this day get even worse? I just want to make this school year without ending up working as a fisherman! 

"Uh, yeah! I can do that! Just... give me a few days and I will be on the same level again as all the other students." 

"I am not sure if you understand, Akk. It is really a lot. I am worried you will stress yourself out. Especially cause we will move on pretty fast to each new topic. Maybe you should think of getting a tutor?" 

"A tutor?" I was surprised. I didn't need a tutor! Before the accident happened I was the best in class right behind Thua. 

But Dika only nodded. He seemed so sure about this decision. But from where should I even get a tutor? Especially who has time. And I am not talking about these old men who come to your house. 

Even though Dika was probably right, I really didn't want to get a tutor. It will be so embarrassing! 

God! What if they will ask me if I am stupid and this is why I am stupid? Can't I just freestyle this year, please? 

I hesitated. And I am also pretty sure that I didn't wanna get a tutor, cause Dika tried reassuring me immediately after. 

"Don't worry, Akk. I know someone who is really good at English. And he also is your age, which means you two are about doing the same stuff in English right now." 

"Does he go to our school?" I asked, just hoping Dika would say yes. Cause if the person would go here, he would already know that I am not stupid"

But it seemed like the world was against me today. My teacher shook his head, but he didn't look worried at all. "No."

"No? Where does he go then?" I asked a bit surprised. 

Teacher Dika hesitated cause he already knew I wouldn't like the answer he will give me. "He is from Parot School."

"Parot?" I asked disappointed. "But they're our rivals!" I added for the fact, just so he knew I was upset. "How do you even know someone from Parot, Sir?" 

"Well, he is my nephew."

"And why is your nephew in Parot and not in Suppalo if you work here?" 

"He thinks the rules of Suppalo are too harsh for him. And Parot is closer to his house. Otherwise he would need to use his car." 

"Oh.. Yeah, yeah." I nodded with a sigh added at the end. To be honest, the reason why Dika's nephew does go to Parot is reasonable. Still, I had this weird feeling in my chest. A Parot? Really? I basically hate every one of them. 

"Weird question, but May I get his number?" Luckily, my teacher didn't make much drama and just nodded with a gentle smile. "I will give it to you after class, okay?" 

That sounded good to me, actually. Today I had an English lesson. In two hours to be exactly, right after the big break. 

And with these words Dika finally let me go of this weird conversation. And I also didn't hesitate to run for my life the second I was around the corner where no one was able to see me. 

Just run to the bathroom, Akk! Run before someone else holds you up! 

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Okay, guys. I need to say. This is my first story in someones else's POV which isn't my strength by the way as you may have noticed. 

Sooo... yeah. I am sorry if I often use the word "I". I am just not used to this yet (Neither creative). 😞 

I will probably write in third person more now, maybe even stop completely. 

Guys I am sorry!!!!!! 😓😭