Teacher's Pet

Ch.3

                                       Chapter Three

"Miss Winters, come see me after school." Mr. Taylor stops me before I leave the classroom.

"For what?!" shocked, my blood begins to boil.

"we need to discuss your behavior and academic plan for this year." He says casually like it was second nature to just hold students hostage after our mandatory time here. 

"Whatever," I say under my breath. The late bell rang just as I walk out of the classroom. I make it to my next class a few minutes late and there standing in front of the class was Mr. Taylor. 

I go and take the last seat left in the middle of the class, Everyone else already took the seats in the back. the other students stuck their noses in they're class work for once and I took that as a chance to talk to him.

"What are you doing here?!" I whisper-yell at him, looking back to see if anyone looked up. to my relief, they hadn't.

"Well if you must know, the meeting I had before school said that since Mrs. Welch will not be here because she just had her baby. I volunteered to teach this class period until the substitute comes in." as he finishes his explanation I feel a bit embarrassed. I don't know this guy and he doesn't know me so what is it any of my business to talk to him like that. it was already too late I must keep up with this facade.

"well that was nice of you." I stammered. tucking hair behind my ear.

"thank you, now go take your seat and finish that paper. you only got 30 minutes to do so." he smiles tapping a pencil on my hand.

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The last bell rang signaling that school was over and the real fun has begun. Instead of going home like I had planned to do this morning I have to go to mr.taylor's class. as soon as I open the door he looks up from his paperwork. sitting at his desk in the front of the room and he points to a seat in the front row. I put my backpack down and sit in the plastic chair. For a couple minutes, it was silent and I couldn't handle it so I start asking questions.

"Why am I here?'' I rush out a sigh of frustration.

"i see here you've been held back almost every year in a row except for freshman year, why is that?" He says, scanning his eyes over the piece of paper in his hands. 

"why should i bother reliving this old story huh? " I avoid the question,throwing my torso and arms on the desk.

He sighs in annoyance, "listen miranda, i know younger teachers, teachers in general aren't people you take kindly to, i can understand if you never had the help you needed but that is why i am here. it's early in my career where i haven't lost sight as to why i took this career path like some of these teachers. please reach out for help it's the only way i can help you graduate this year. " his hands are folded on the desk no longer holding my file. i sit there in silence kind of shocked to hear him say this. I lay my back against the chair and sit with my arms crossed.

"You know Miss Winters you should give your other teachers a chance too,  I heard from them  that you are in the office quite often, which doesn't help with your grades. you should have graduated last year." looking back at me he gets up going around his desk and leaning his firm buttox against the desk.

"and i'll graduate this year why do you have a kink for making students feel bad about their academic ability?" i snark. his gentle face turned sour apparently i have offended him. 

" don't use that word for any of our conversations that is weird, secondly miranda, you're a good kid and i can see your potential i have high hopes for all my students especially you." i study his face.