"What was that?" i ask after Alison and i left the classroom.
"What was what?"Ali asks.
I frown with a heavy scoff. "You talking back to our new English teacher!"
Alison stopped walking and turned to face me. "He may be hot but he is certainly uptight. And i don't put up with that shit teacher on not" she says then walks ahead of me.
I nervously stand in front of the classrooms open door hesitating to go in there even though i have to. Alison gently gives me a push with her elbow and i walk in with her behind me.
"Um Mr. Bieber..." i croak to get his attention. His head shoots up from the desk and looks at me. "Ah.. you girls. Have a seat." Mr. Bieber gestures towards the desk. I think he was grading papers.
I sit at a desk in the far left second row and Ali plops next to me.
Mr. Bieber glances up. "Away from each other please" he says then goes back to his work.
Alison rolls her eyes then gets up.
I exhale through my nose tapping my fingernails on the desk.
Five minutes pass and i hear Mr. Bieber get up from his chair. I start to feel hopeful. Maybe he is letting us go. I seat up in my seat and look at hum.
He sighs "Um... Alison."
She looks up at him. She was texting. Uh-oh. Now she is gonna have to stay longer.
"You can go now" he says. What?
Alison smiles. "Thanks Mr. Biebs." She gets up gathering her things then walks towards the door. "I ll wait for you" she tells me. I smile at her in response before she disappears out the door.
I sign in frustration. Mr. Bieber isn't being fair. I should be the one who leaves first. She was texting for crying out loud! Oh and did he even catch that she had an attitude with him during class? Ugh.
It was silent for thirty more seconds until Mr. Bieber talked again.
"While you re here you can write tomorrows lesson on the board for me? Might as well put you to work. I never really understood how just sitting in an empty classroom is a punishment."
Maybe because it is school and we all hate having to stay when we re supposed to be going home?
"Sure" i reply standing up.
Mr. Bieber smirks at me as i walk to him. He scrutinizes me from head to toe before speaking. "I never got your name."
"Tori" i tell him.
He nods slowly. "Tory here is tomorrows lesson." he hands me large and heavy book filled with education. It's already opened to a page.
"Thanks" i awkwardly say then take it from him. I go up to the board and pick up a red marker feeling Mr. Biebers stare on me.
"It's upsetting that students want to disrespect their teacher.. Especially on the first day of them being here" he complains.
Boohoo for you, dude.
I look at him and apologize. "I am sorry."
"It's fine. You're fine" he mumbles.
I pause but ignore his awkward reply and continue what i was doing.
I clear my throat to get rid of the awkward atmosphere.
"So you like English class?" he suddenly asks.
I chuckle "Is this really your idea of punishment?" i joke without looking at him.
He chuckles too "I have better ideas."
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