A/N: Yay! Time to continue~
Emily's POV
The kids scampered upstairs and out of sight. "Anyway, what's it like working here, Leia?" Jeremy asked, words absolutely flirtatious. "Well, it's interesting and you meet nice people," she replied, winking. Oh, I see her plot now. Smart lady! Haha, those boys are so clouded with love that they can't see what's coming~ Arthur smiled awkwardly and ordered another cake, which Matthew's sister delivered with a smile and a note that read XOXO. Knew it...
I smirked at the two grown men silently arguing with each other. Leia has them wrapped around her little finger...
Victoria's POV
We collapsed into huge, plush chairs to take a breather. "Elizabetha, seriously? Did you have to do the 'Hunting Elephants' thing?" Charis complained. "Yes, I HAD to," she declared. "You of all people should know that! I've been waiting for AGES to say it..." Charis face palmed and kept quiet. "So... Matthily is confirmed? They went OUT FOR LUNCH!" I glared at Tyler as if daring him to object. "Yes, it's legit," Olivia announced. "MATTHILYYYYYY~" Elizabetha squealed. "Dude, CHILL," I groaned. "Sorry..."
This Time Skip is brought to you by Matthily!
Matthew's POV
I had just finished a class and was walking to the lift when I passed by 9R. Interested, I peeked in to listen.
"... Raphael, you sound so OLD," Emily laughed, sending the class into giggles. Raphael was standing in front of the class, sheepishly hiding his face in his notebook. Sarah... Urgh, I should go, I need to do work... Before I could turn to leave, I heard some singing...
I took my love down to Violet Hill
And we sat in the snow
All the time she was silent and still
If you love me
Won't you let me know
If you love me
Won't you let me know~I gaped a little as the class clapped for the singer: Emily. To my horror, a few of the pupils turned and noticed me, so I quickly hid my face and speed-walked off. Oh God no, oh NO no no no no! I was seen I was seen I was seen! At least Emily didn't see... I hope.
Olivia's POV
"Did you just see that? Mr Harper was LOOKING AT MS EMILY!" I hissed to Jessica. "I know, right? Matthily is coming true!" she whispered back, scribbling down something in her notebook. Awwww yasssssss Matthily Matthily Matthily~ I noted that Ms Emily did not realise her 'stalker' was oogling at her singing. Great... This is NEWS!
Clarice's POV (same time)
I immediately saw Mr Harper outside the class when Ms Emily started to sing (for fun, of course, one of us had unknowingly made a song reference and Ms Emily began...). He looked absolutely dumbfounded. I hid a smile. He's interested. Oh lookie, he's running away! Haha!
Emily's POV
The class began to buzz. I didn't know why, but they kept casting furtive glances at me. Is there something wrong with my shirt? I looked down and smoothened my green blouse, straightened my black tights. Nothing's wrong... Oh, kids are always like this, I'm over thinking it. "Alright, 9R, settle down," I warned. The noise faded away. "Good, let's go on with our class..."
Matthew's POV
I fell back against a pillar, breathing heavily. Oh, phew, Emily didn't see me... I have a free period now, huh? I'll go to the Office. No, I'll go to the cafeteria. Nope, the Office. Yeah, I'll do that. I pushed myself off and strode nonchalantly (I hoped), heading for the air-conditioned Staff Room.
"Mr Harper, please clean up your desk," Mr Steinfield smiled sickeningly. Yeah, why don't you take the table and stuff it up your ass? I smiled just as sickeningly and replied, "Of course, Mr Steinfield!" Satisfied, he turned to leave and I glared at his retreating back. Idiot. Stupid. Pompous moron. Extremely unclever stupid moronic idiot. I rolled my eyes and slammed down into my chair. "I'll kill the man one day, see if I won't," I muttered to Jenna. "Calm down, Matthie..." she tittered.
"Idiot," I spat one last time for good measure and flopped backwards, kicking myself back to my table. Swivel chairs... Wheeee~ Grudgingly, I picked up my discarded bag. I slowly poured over a stack of biology worksheets to be marked and wrote out marks, doled out comments and scratched ticks and crosses.
Emily's POV
"Please remember to bring along your English books tomorrow! I have a nice activity I prepared for you all!" I announced, just as the bell rung. "Alright, the lesson is over, see you tomorrow, class!" The students stood up. "See you tomorrow, Ms Emily!" They chorused and sat. With a pleased smile, I walked out and pressed the lift button. One of the perks of teaching 9R is that the lift is just next to the classroom...
I hopped off at level two and entered the Staff Room. "Hi Matthew," I greeted as I passed by, then sat down at my desk to edit the worksheet for the next day. Hmm, this is okay... ugh, I think I'll read instead. I'd better be knowledgeable about Act One by tomorrow. Let's read now... I shrugged and slid my old copy of Romeo and Juliet out from the shelf. I had bought it when I was in college; it had accompanied my for all these years.
Romeo: Why, such is love's transgression. Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast; Which thou wilt propagate, to have it prest with more of thine: this love that thou hast shown doth add more grief to too much of mine own. Love is a smoke rais'd with the fume of sighs; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears: What is it else? a madness most discreet, a choking gall, and a preserving sweet. Farewell, my coz.
The beautiful passage touched me deeply. What a wondrous writer Shakespeare was! As I was drawn deeper and deeper into the plot, a hand tapped on my shoulder. "M-Matthew?"
A/N: YEAHS, it's up! Next chapter will be... Weird. Hehe. ;) Hope it was enjoyable! Vote and critique, please~
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Apples Don't Just Mean School [in process of rewriting]
RomanceEmily, a new teacher, is assigned to Silver Creek High - an average-seeming school in a quiet, sleepy town - where she meets Matthew, a colleague with multiple weird quirks. She's thrown into a rather uncontrollably mischievous class, 9R, and she so...