My friend named Z.

Chapter 8 : The new gym teacher

*continuation from chapter 6. Scene in office.*

 

 " Sir! Get a hold of yourself." The office clerk was horrified by Kevin's behavior and stood defensively in front of me. 

 

" Sorry Miss. I lost it." Kevin shook his head and looked at me with sorrowful eyes. " We need to talk." I gulped and looked around. Z was gone. Great. Just great. Now i' stuck here in this mess. This was so like Z. It's always her fault. 

 

" Please." He lowered himself so his eyes leveled mine. " I need to know."

 

I felt a surge of panic flowing through me.

Why did Z have to go? What is her problem?! That bitch.

I nervously shifted my glance to the still alarmed office clerk , indirectly giving her a silent cry for help.

"Sir. If you don't maintain your composure. I'm afraid we'll have to ask you to leave." Kevin looked at the clerk. Then back at me. He sighed, shook his head again and left hastily.

I heaved a sigh of relief, still slightly shaken.

" That was too weird." 

" You alright Nat?" The clerk handed me a glass of water. I nodded. " It's okay. I'm fine." I never felt more thankful to that usually annoying school clerk. I made a silent vow to treat her with a little more respect the next time I come to the office. 

 

I got up and closed the door behind me.

Damn. Some explanation would be good right about now.

 

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 11th April 2011

 

  Thursday morning and I was one mad mad little kid. I needed explanations. I needed answers. And I needed to call Z. 

But first... Gym class. And I can't possibly be bringing someone from halfway across the globe withdodge balls thrown at me.

" Eh anyone knows when Mr finn is coming ?" I asked round. We've been waiting in the hall for ten minutes and there was still no one. 

 

"Nat , you are so slow." My friend Gloria rolled her eyes. " Haven't you heard ? Mr finn had an accident. They got someone else to take over."

 

" Wow. A good first impression he's making." I frowned.

" Sorry. Bad traffic out there. Don't you think?"

 

My eyes twitched. That voice.

I spun round. A navy-haired man greeted me with a boy-ish grin.

"No way..." I gulped. Z, this is all your fault. My mind spun back to the awkward scene in the office. How they hell did he get the job?

 

He laughed. " Girls , I'm your new gym teacher. Kevin. Kevin Gale. Call me Mr Gale."

"Man he's so hot!" My classmates were already swooning over his good looks.