Isaac's POV
I can't believe I have almost all my classes with Tori... I mean... and Claire and Stiles.
"So same classes, man?" Stiles said giving me a shove.
"Yeah, and most of them with tori... and Claire too" I said adding Claire's name.
"You don't seem too excited about Claire," he said.
"You know I like Tori, too bad she'll never feel the same" I said sadly.
"Okay, haha, whatever you say, let's go catch up with the girls, we have to get to class," Stiles said dragging me to the girls and casually throwing me into Tori.
"Dude!" I yelled, helping Tori up.
"It's okay, I'm fine," Tori said as she brushed dirt off her blue jeans with her hands, "But we're not going to be fine or okay if we don't get to class."
"Shit! Yeah, let's go!" Claire yelled in agreement.
We all ran and made it to class just in time.
Standing at the front of the room was a tall muscular man who looked around twenty-five. He had short black hair, green eyes, and was slightly unshaven. He was wearing black jeans with a black leather jacket.
Stiles and I grabbed desks next to each other in the back of the room. Tori sat in front of me and Claire in front of Stiles.
"Hello everyone, I'm Mr. Hale, I apparently need to take attendance, so everyone shut the hell up," Mr. Hale practically yelled.
"He's insane," I whisper to Stiles.
"I know but the girls seem to like him," Stiles said nodding towards a bunch of girls staring at his face with lovestruck smiles.
I chuckled.
"Quiet!" He came back and yelled in my ear.
Damn, he is loud.
Claire murmured something to Tori and she started to laugh, but covered her mouth when Mr. Hale turned to glare at her. She obviously didn't want to get yelled at.
"Alison," Mr. Hale called.
"Here," A girl with dark brown hair called.
"Claire?"
"Here!" She yelled standing up and practically dancing.
"Just say here next time," he said as Claire sat down.
"Daniel?"
"Uh, its Danny," Danny replied.
"I don't care what is it! For all I care your name could be Don Juan!" Mr. Hale retorted.
"Isaac? Isaac Lahey?"
"Oh uh ya here," I said after a few seconds... mostly because I wasn't paying attention.
"I expect that out of you faster next time," he said as he went back to the list.
"Jackson?"
"Here."
"Lydia?"
"Here."
"Uh.. Stiles...? What the hell is a Stiles!" Mr. Hale yells as every one laughs more.
"Me. I'm a Stiles." Stiles said, "The one and probably only."
"Uh, okay... Anyway" Mr. Hale said getting back to the list. "Scott?"
"Here."
"Aiden and Ethan"
"Whats up, Derek?" Ethan said with a smile.
"I'm here, wolfie," Aiden smirked.
Mr. Hale glared, "In school, I am known as Mr. Hale. Remember that."
I raised my eyebrow and looked at Stiles.
"Weird," He mouthed.
"Tori? Tori!!"
"Oh, hey, here!" She stuttered like I did.
" What is this..." he said pointing to her notebook.
"Uh.. Doodles?" She didn't really know what to say.
"Well stop drawing in class." he picked up her notebook.
"Oh no!! No, No, No, No, No!!! I DO NOT CARE IF YOU ARE THE TEACHER. GIVE ME MY NOTEBOOK AND SIT YOUR ASS DOWN." Tori yelled getting out of her seat and getting her notebook from the trash.
"Sit down," He was starting to get really mad.
"No! Claire, mind helping me out," Tori said, her and Claire had some sort of bond where they know what the other is thinking, and at that moment, Claire stood up slapped him across the face with Tori's notebook.
Mr. Hale closed his eyes for a second and took a deep breath.
"I am not going to change." He murmured to himself. "Want to know where you're sitting now? The principal's office."
"On your first day, new record guys! Good job!" Stiles said reached for a high five but they both looked at him clearly not happy. "Oh? No high five?"
Tori flipped Stiles off and walked out the door with Claire laughing by her side.
I chuckled and thought, Tori sure has a hell a of a personality.
A few minutes later
"Oh my god! Both of you to the office, I can't stand it anymore, go!!!" Mr. Hale yelled at Stiles and I, for doing who knows what.
"Hey guys," I say as we turn the corner and join the girls in the office.
"First day, first period, and first five minutes," Tori and I laughed.
"We'll be over there soon," Claire and Stiles said as they walked away.
"Sooo, what doodles are in that book of yours?" I said snatching the book out of her hands.
YOU ARE READING
A Hale of a Teacher
Hombres LoboWhen Claire, Tori, Stiles, and Isaac came back for their Sophomore year at Beacon Hills High School, they're surprised to see their old History teacher, Mr. Harcourt has been replaced with the mysterious, dark, attractive, and somewhat cruel Mr. Hal...