Teacher Vs. Teacher \\ H.S. - English Translation

4. Somebody To You

"Look at me now, I'm falling

I can't even talk, still stuttering

This ground of mine keeps shaking"

It has been almost an hour since the movie started and Harry sang the songs every damn time, along with Alvin. He even reached that pretty voice of Alvin. We had a fight for the last three nuts but I gave up because Harry started to scream like Alvin and I was ashamed 'cause my neighbours may hear him.

The main door opened suddenly. Harry got scared, but I just rolled my eyes. A few seconds later, Will entered in the apartment, slamming his girlfriend, Talia, on the wall. He kissed her like he always does and she did some weird sounds that I got used to hear. He closed the door with his leg.

"Hi Elanie, hi Styles!" He said quickly, and then he kissed Talia again, picking her up in his arms.

I sighed.

"Hi Evans, I'm good, thanks for asking." Harry answered him before Will could leave the room with Talia in his arms and I heard them both slamming on the bed in his bedroom.

Harry had seen my brother only twice but Will already knew everything it should be known about him from me. I explained him how everyone appreciate him more than me and everything. When me and Harry both heard a loud moan from Talia, Harry got up from the couch nervously and turned off the TV.

"Come on, we are leaving."

I looked helpless at my leg.

"We were looking at Alvin and The Chipmunks here ... "

"Elanie, you shouldn't stay here while these two are having ... " He gulped down without finishing the phrase.

I put my foot down and I tried to get up.

" 'Want to go downtown or to the rink?" I growl, ironic.

He grabbed me by my waist and helped me bypass the coffee table. He put my jacket on my shoulders and then bent down for my shoes.

"I will never wear that again!"

He looked on the shelf with shoes and sighed.

"But you have nothing without heels, Elanie. Uh, forget it."

He took me in his arms again, and hold his black jacket in his hand. I helped him opening the door and then he went downstairs with me in his arms.

"Where are we going?" I asked while we were crossing the street to his black car.

"At my house."

"Wait. We could take those reports and start working on them today. Ah, we need to go back."

"Don't worry, I've got them too in the car."

He opened the door and sat me carefully in the chair, as if I had broken my back not a foot sprain and he sat in the driver's seat.

"Harry, there's no need. Really, there were times when this happened and I was just the person who arranged the bed back again."

"You, Evans." He started and then accelerate on the highway. "are an adult. Even more than you should. You haven't thought about raising money for a new apartment?"

"I don't know. My brother and my parents earn well from the family firm they have. When I went to college, there was an argument in my family. I wanted to become a teacher instead of a businesswoman and my parents told me then not to come to them to ask for money from now on. And from a teacher's salary, well ... I can support myself but in no way I can afford a new apartment." I said.