I walked into my class anxiously; finally, I had decided which classes I wanted to teach. Literature and music, I don't think I could stand teaching science right now, and music is my escape from what I witnessed.
I held in my hands the Homeric Hymns and Theogony, I remember from my classes how we started with these two books. If I hadn't I would've hated reading the Iliad, which is buried deep in my bag just waiting to come out and show the class how amazing it is.
I also have a bag of bricks according to Barry; to be honest he's right... I do have Les Miserables in there. I don't intend to make my students read that, I don't think they would appreciate the beauty of the book, or even the movie...
As I walked into the classroom the students where chatting and sitting on each other's desks, I smiled, I had decided to do to them what my teacher did to me, just nicer. "Good morning." I said, I got a few responses back to me from the front of the class.
Shaking me head I bit back a smile. "Good morning!" I said much louder making some of the students jump. Those who were in their seats looked at me startled as the others scrambled for their seats. "I trust you all have read Theogony. If you haven't... Well you now get ten minutes to read the first twenty pages."
There was a small gasp, guess their last teacher was more lenient than I plan to be, or maybe they didn't believe me. A few seconds went by and nobody pulled out their book. "I would suggest getting started if I were you." I said calmly.
Immediately there was a shuffle as over half of the class got out their books with a glare and began to read, this is going to be a very interesting semester for sure.
~*~
My name is Ginger Marie Clancy, and my boyfriend is the fastest man alive.
When Barry was a child, he saw his mother, Nora Allen, killed by something impossible.
His father, Henry Allen, went to prison for her murder.
Then an accident made him the impossible, and he became the Flash.
However, he's not the only one affected by the accident, it also made me the impossible, and I became the Light.
Barry used his powers to find the man responsible for his mother's death, and I helped him.
He found him alright, and that man was Harrison Wells, my second father, my home away from home.
That man he found, broke my fragile trust.
After Barry found Wells, he thought he would finally get justice for his family, but he didn't.
I failed.
It's been six months since the Singularity.
Since that time I have lost all of my strength and regained it, slowly.
Barry wants to be on his own now, he keeps pushing me away.
He decided it's better that way.
Keeps the people he cares about safe.
I think it's ridiculous, it only pushes us further away, and then who's going to keep him safe.
There's only one thing Barry thinks he can do now.
He runs.
~*~
I walked down the hallway after my class, surprisingly it went well, the kids really liked Demeter and Apollo. "Miss Ginger!"
I stopped, "hello Marie, how are you?"
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Short on Time
FanfictionBarry Allen was struck by lightning, then woke up nine months later. As he started his work as The Flash, he saved a certain red-haired young women. This is her story. This is a Flash fanfiction, all rights go to those who made it.