Kyd Wykkyd's P.O.V.
"Alright...and now Mr. Knight would you please present your powerpoint to the school board?"
This is most possibly the worst moment of my life. I HATE getting in front of people.
"M-m-my presentation i-is on th-the lack of b-breaking time f-for the students and how i-its af-affecting everyone inv-involved."
My knees were knocking and I felt like everyone's eyes were going to swallow me whole. Then, I saw a pale hand in the very back of the stage waving in my direction.
Mr. Wilson?
He pointed to himself and waved off everyone else in the room.
Focus on me. Those eyes said.
So I did. And most of my presentation was a success. Until one of the jerks in the front asked a question.
"Why don't you ever smile? Smiling is the main component in a presentation right Ms. Troy?"
"That is correct. Try smiling Mr. Knight."
No one. Fucking. Asked you. Now did they Grayson.
I tried but I just couldn't. All the nervousness was replenished and I could barely speak let alone smile. Then the pale hand caught my attention to Mr.Wilson's face again. He was making weird faces and obscene gestures towards the front row now.
I continued my speech flawlessly until I finally gave up and bust into laughter without explanation. And, while I did get a deny on the project, I still feel like it was a good thing I was picked for this representation.
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Jericho's P.O.V.
You can do this Joey. You already got through one class with those kids. Now you just have to make through the rest of the day.
I was one of the new History teachers recruited for a local high school and so far, I had made no new friends out of my co-workers. So here I am, sitting along on my lunch break and hoping for a miracle.
I wouldn't exactly call Mr.Knight a miracle. But beggars can't be choosers.
He waltzed into my classroom almost like he owned the place and sat in a chair across from my desk while smiling wistfully at me.
"Is there something I can help you with?"
"Oh no Bella. Just wondering how much it hurt you." He said gliding his way towards me.
"Hurt me?"
"When you fell from heaven."
Flirting? Not on my watch.
"Heaven? Why you're horribly mistaken sir. I crawled my way straight up from hell."
Our faces were centimeters apart at this point.
"Explains why your such a fiery beauty, Love."
Okay. This guy was good. Little did either of us know, there was a student nicknamed Jinx just outside the classroom snapping pictures and saying to herself. "Ship it."
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Jinx's P.O.V.
"GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS" I could not believe this.
Everyone in the break hall looked at me with impatience, expecting another rumor from me.
"MR WILSON AND MR KNIGHT ARE TOTALLY MAKING OUT IN THE JANITOR'S CLOSET."
There was a collection of unbelieving stares and rolling eyes before my little group came up to me and I got them to come with me to the janitor's closet.
"I'm telling you guys I saw them in there."
"Prove it." Came a challenging voice from my kind-of-brother Gizmo.
"Just listen okay."
He put his ears to the door and could just faintly make out two voices making horribly executed puns about their respected subjects to each other.
"Yep. Mr. Wilson and Mr.Knight are the only people I know who would even think about making puns while making out."
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Jericho's P.O.V.
I could not believe I was doing this. Two teachers caught making out in a janitor's closet? Ridiculous. Yet here I was, my tongue shoved down the chemistry teacher's throat, gasping and taking in his scent like I was a teenager again.
We broke away from each other, both kiss ruffled with absolute sinful looks on our faces, when he gave me the look.
"Don't you dare start." I know that look. It's his 'I'm about to ruin this entire day for you by making horrible science puns when we're supposed to be having a moment' look.
"Mr. Knight not to be disrespectful but if you start I swear-"
"I believe I can hear the student getting a bit rowdy. We'd better keep an ION them."
"I don't want to keep STALIN you, but there's no point in RUSSIAN back to class."
"Oh well I suppose there's not point in SULFURING."
We stared back at each other and before I could say some biting remark back to him, he pushed me back against the door of the closet and began making me breathless again.
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Jericho's P.O.V.
"yes Ms. Monett?" A raised hand. Always good for lessons.
"Are you and Mr. Knight dating yet?"
I practically choked on air. And it didn't help that Mr. Knight himself was there to help my class with me.
What really bugged me was the 'yet'.
"Ms. Toni, I do not inquire you about your personal life, therefore you should stay out of mine."
That's when he strolled towards me and made it even worse.
"Ah, excellent question young student! As you all know, I am a chemistry teacher. Which means I am best suited to deduce what one element's best chemistry compound is."
All I really heard was 'Blah blah I am a teacher blah blah chemistry'. I was really too focused on the fact that he was now standing right next to me, sneaking his hand into the back pocket of my jeans to hold my ass.
Oh hell no.
I stomped on his foot using my slightly heeled boots as hard as possible and watched as I nearly saw tears come to his eyes. He retracted his hand most obviously.
"You see class, if Mr.Knight and I had real chemistry, that wouldn't have hurt him nearly as much. Nor would I have done it in the first place. Another example is this." I said as I raised my hand and smacked him across his forehead.
"Or this...."
"ALRIGHT I BELIEVE THAT IS ENOUGH."
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[I honestly can't decide what I like more. Student Jerikyd AU or Teacher Jerikyd AU.]
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