mrs.sykes || Oli Sykes

Chelsea ?

Oliver's pov

I walked into the large building , the same structure that had once been so familiar to me , I remembered this place like I had only left yesterday not over four years ago. I knew exactly where all the best places to skip classes were and I knew exactly where all the camera blind spots were...you know, just incase. Walking through the quiet halls memories of attending this school came back to me, all the girls who I had dated and crushed, all the teachers who hated me with all their heart, the ones who passed me just to get me out of their class. I remembered the time I had spent out of classes in comparison to how much of the lesson time I had actually spent learning. Just as I thought I was over this place I came crawling back at the first opportunity.

I had been contacted with a 'job' offer with the music department, I happily accepted seeing as music was the only lesson that I ever did anything in. The teachers loved me in those lessons, they knew that I was destined for greatness and that I was. I'm in a band; Bring Me The Horizon. We have an ever growing following and have just released a new album 'There is a hell'. There are even kids on the internet writing stories about us, although it's quite disturbing some of the stuff I end up finding about myself I'm glad that I can inspire them to do something that they love and want to do.

''Mr. Sykes, lovely to see you again'' I was greeted by Mrs.Johnson who was the head of music, she was the one who contacted me proposing that I help out in a few classes over the next month. Mrs.Johnson helped me a lot during my time here, she was the only teacher who could be bothered to put up with me and I am ever thankful to her for that, without her encouragement I don't think I would be a part of a band right now. ''It's such an honor for you to be here, thank you for accepting, you'll be working alond side our youngest teacher in this department...I believe you once knew her but I'll leave it up to you for reunions'' and with that she lead me off to a classroom. I was nervous to see who she was talking about because I don't remember any of my school friends liking music so much that they'd want to teach it.

As we approach a classroom my heart is practically jumping up my throat, it's not like me to be anxious about anything but if I knew them previously then I wouldn't want to be make the wrong impression on them, I want them to know that I've changed and I'm not the person that I used to be, not anymore. Mrs.Johnston knocks on the door before entering, I look down until she finishes introducing me. Finally I step in and look up at who I would be working with for the next month.

No...way...

Before me was a bright haired woman, one who I remembered all to well. Guilt instantly ran through me and I looked back down at thr ground, too ashamed to even show my face. This was the girl who I had bullied throughout my time here and I knew that she remembered me. Pure shock covered her face, she couldn't keep her eyes off of me, her glare burnt through my skin. ''Mr.Sykes I believe you remember Miss.Wakely. I'll leave you two to reintroduce yourselves'' and with that she was gone. None of us spoke for what seemed like eternity but really it was only a minute. I was the first to speak ''Chelsea..I...'' She cut me off, ''I don't know what you were about to say but I want you to know thatI don't want an apology I don't expect one''she turned back to her computer and closed something down. ''You deserve one'' I argued, her assurance didn't make the guilty feeling go away, it made it worse in fact. ''Oliver I said that I don't want one, we're not children anymore and so I don't hold a grudge against you. What you did to me in school hurt, yes but I don't care anymore. I'm not that scared little girl anymore I'm an adult and I just don't care'' she explained, this was probably the first time I had ever heard her speak so much, usually she was super quiet and never said a word, probably in fear that IU would mock her but she had really come into her own since I last saw her and I'm really glad about that.

''Look , Chelsea , I dont know why I did those things , I was stupid and immature , I'm so proud of what you've become and I'm glad you're not afraid of me anymore'' I smile, her face turns to stone as she turns to face me ''Can you just not say anything? I said I didn't want an apology and I really don't care for your approval, I couldn't give a toss if you're 'proud' of me because unlike you my job doesn't base around the approval of people. That's the only reason you're here, to work. I don't care for starting a friendship with you and I most definitely don't care for making amends so can you just drop it!?please?'' Chelsea huffed out, I was shocked to hear such words fall from her mouth, I had honestly never expected her to act like this but I guess it's Karma for all the bad things I had done to her and everyone else like her.

''Okay, fine I won't talk to you'' I took a seat at the back of the room. Something had to be done I couldn't just leave it at that, She had to forgive me but how? I'm not sure. Working with her like this would drag so I had to do something about this situation. ''What are you listening to?'' I ask, she takes one earphone out and looks up at me with a solemn expression. ''What did I say about talking to me Mr.Sykes?'' she bites, I won't give in until we're 'friends' or until atleast when she accepts my apology. ''I know but I just want to get to know you, I figured that since we'll be working with each other for a month then we should know some stuff about each other?'' I had no idea where this was going but it seemed as though it was headed in the right direction. ''Oiver I don't-'', ''Yes I know you don't care but wehave to talk''. She sighed and took both of her earphones out. ''If you really must know I'm listening to G-eazy, I doubt you know who he is considering you're into metal or whatever'' She made eye contact with me for the first time, this was progress. ''I don't but maybe you could play one of his songs'' I shrugged, ''You won't like it'' she dismissed my request. ''I'm always open to new music'' I laughed and again she sighed. ''fine'' She unplugged her phone and started playing some music. She was right I did hate it, I'm not really into rap music but I was going to listen to it to try and bond with her.

'' This isn't that bad'' as soon as the words leftmy mouth she paused the song, thankfully , I couldn't stand to listen to the poppy tune any longer. ''I know you didn't like it, first rule for whatever you're trying to do, if you want me to trust you then don't lie to me'' She had her walls built up and I knew that I had to break them down if I had any hope in her forgiving me.