"Mr. Anderson, I'm so sorry to bother you during your lecture, but I was told that you need to take this to Mr. Daniels' room." A female colleague informed and I pause. My class does too. The very name of his makes me pissed.
"You're new, right, Ms. French?" I question.
"I started last week." She assured.
"Then you shouldn't know yet, but next time someone tells you that, deliver it yourself. I'll let you off this once, but don't make the same mistake." I inform and turn to the class.
"I want all of you to read chapter 20 in your text books. Mr. Harold, I want you to write down the name of anyone who misbehaves." The student in question nods and I grab the papers from Ms. French's hands. I leave the room and head down to the math wing. I'm in the English wing, so we weren't that far apart. Annoying.
I reach the classroom and sigh. I didn't want to enter but I had to. I push open the door after knocking and I'm greeted by Sousuke Daniels. The class paused and looked at me. The rivalry between Sousuke and I was famous on campus. For me to be here, the students knew there was going to be a show.
"Mr. Daniel's, Ms. French gave me these papers to deliver to you." I sigh as I walk in. Sousuke pauses and turns towards me, his black hair falling in his eyes, his blue/green eyes giving me a one over.
"Thank you Me. Anderson." He grabbed the papers from me, and smirked.
"I believe we have matters to settle." He comments.
"Isn't there always? Yet, I have to get back to my class so I can't bother with fighting right now." I reply.
"Later than." We smirk and I head out of the room.
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Our Sour Ties
RomanceI hate him, every single inch of him. He hates me just the same. We seem to find an excuse every time we meet. From the day we were born, up until our jobs now, we've hated each other, and we never cared to hide our hate. With our current jobs as te...
