My Teacher, My Mate?

Problem Again?

" What are you doing shoving me? I'm your aunt, please don't be rude to me!! " exclaimed Lucille, not accepting being pushed by her own niece.

" Come on aunty, you better head home! Let mum know I've been behaving well at school and no longer causing trouble, " said Angela. " Hurry up and go home, Ms. Linda Watson might turn up again, " she added, but to their surprise, Ms. Linda Watson appeared and caught sight of Lucille accidentally.

" There's my enemy! " said Ms. Linda Watson, her face suddenly turning fierce. She spotted a nearby empty black rubbish bin and quickly grabbed it. Angela and Lucille didn't realize Ms. Linda Watson was there as she walked towards Lucille with the rubbish bin.

" Ow! " Lucille groaned in pain as her head was hit by something. Lucille and Angela immediately looked towards the person who dared to mess with Lucille, only to find out that it was Ms. Linda Watson who had hit Lucille's head with the rubbish bin.

" Oh My Goodness!!! " that was all Angela could say as she was too shocked by the situation in front of her.

" Hey, are you bonkers?! " Lucille said with a venomous look at Ms. Linda Watson, holding her aching head.

" Yes, I am bonkers because you wet my stunning favourite frock! Now I want my payback! " said Ms. Linda Watson, glaring at Lucille.

" Oh no, the situation is getting messier! " said Angela to herself, rubbing her forehead.

" Let's have a scrap if you're keen! " said Lucille fearlessly, getting ready to show off her martial arts skills.

" Sweet as, who's scared?! " Ms. Linda Watson took up Lucille's challenge and they both started going at each other without skipping a beat. Angela, who saw what was happening, didn't just stand by - she tried to stop the fight between her aunty and her teacher.

" Aunty, Ms. Watson!!! Stop it, don't fight!!! Please stop!! " said Angela as she stood between Lucille and Ms. Linda Watson.

" Angela, move aside, let me finish her! " said Lucille, who was now furious.

" No, I won't! " Angela replied firmly.

" Get out of the way, mate! " Ms. Linda Watson also demanded.

" Nah, I ain't gonna! Cut it out, aunty, Ms. Watson! What if other teachers and students see this? It's embarrassing! I don't wanna front up to the principal again! " Angela said.

" I don't give a toss about that, bugger off! " said Ms. Linda Watson, shoving Angela's body, nearly causing her to stack it but she was caught by Mr. Charlie Dean. Their eyes locked for a moment as if they were spellbound. Meanwhile, Lucille and Ms. Linda Watson, who were having a barney, were gobsmacked by the scene.

" Blimey, this kid is really enjoying hugging that guy in front of me! " said Lucille, glancing at Angela and Mr. Charlie Dean. Meanwhile, Ms. Linda Watson, who was holding the rubbish bin, scowled even more, indicating that she didn't like what she was seeing. She promptly hurled the rubbish bin she was holding with force, causing Mr. Charlie Dean and Angela to be startled, and Mr. Charlie Dean accidentally let go of Angela's body, causing her to fall.

" Ow! "Angela moaned in pain.

" Sorry Angela, I didn't mean to, " Mr. Charlie Dean apologized to Angela with guilt.

" Charlie, how could you hug her in front of me! " said Ms. Linda Watson, pouting and feeling jealous, then she decided to leave because she couldn't bear to see them anymore. Ms. Linda Watson sulking!!! Meanwhile, Lucille laughed at her enemy's jealousy seeing her niece with that handsome teacher.

" That nutter is chucking a wobbly now! " said Lucille, chortling happily.

" It's all your fault! " Angela exclaimed, pointing the finger at Lucille. Shocked at being blamed by Angela, Lucille quickly turned to the girl.

" Why are you blaming me? The one who should be blamed is your crazy teacher! " Lucille said, not accepting it.

" It's your fault, if you didn't come to this school, this wouldn't have happened! I'm embarrassed, aunty! " Angela said again, walking away from Lucille, also throwing a tantrum.

" Oi, why did you just leave me like that?! Angela! " Lucille said, trying to catch up with the sulking Angela. Meanwhile, Mr. Charlie Dean just looked at them, shaking his head.

Now it was time to go home and it was nearly arvo. Angela was walking home from school by herself, her face looking very knackered and buggered.

" I'm so knackered today, where are all the vans going? I haven't seen a single one, are they on holiday? " Angela said, trying to drag her heavy feet. But suddenly a black Mercedes car appeared and stopped by the side of the road next to Angela. The owner of the car wound down the window, and it turned out to be Mr. Charlie Dean.

" Angela, come on in! " Mr. Charlie Dean said.

" Come in? " Angela asked, puzzled.

" I'll give you a ride home, and I'm also keen to know where you live, " Mr. Charlie Dean explained to Angela why he was inviting her to get into his car. " Come on in! " he added once more.

" Strewth, what a flaming coincidence, I'm knackered from walking too, and I've got something to tell him, "Angela thought to herself, then she checked out the good-looking teacher's mug. " Alright! " she said as she hopped in the car.

" Cheers for jumping in me car, " Charlie Dean said.

" Why are you thanking me? I should be the one thanking you, " Angela replied.

" Oh, where is your house? " Charlie Dean asked Angela, looking at her beautiful face sitting beside him.

" Can you not take me home first because I want to go to the mall to buy a new frock, I don't have a frock to wear to the ball tomorrow night, " Angela said to Charlie Dean.

" Oh, of course, I can do that, " Charlie Dean replied, not objecting to Angela's request and even willing to buy a new frock for her.

At university, or more accurately in the cafeteria. Jessica, Henry, and Carrie were seen having a yarn at their dining spot while waiting for Juna, who was getting food for them.

" Tomorrow is Valentine's Day, why hasn't the uni organized any events here? " Jessica asked the two of them.