Lynne and I were sitting at our desk waving our hands frantically in the air. Trying to get Philpots attention.
"Is he deaf or something? My fucking arms are getting tired." I say followed by another string of curses.
"Mine too, How long have we been doing this?" Lynne asked placing her arms down on the desk.
I shrugged placing mine down too. I winced while rubbing the sore knots that formed on my arm.
"Fucking bastered." I murmured.
Lynne began laughing, "Maybe he needs a good punch in the throat."
I chuckled and shook my head in agreement. I looked around the room. Our classmates were either busy talking or doing the worksheet, which perplexed me on how they new how to do it. I noticed that Philpot had left the room sometime during our conversation.
Knowing this I stood up with my paper in hand. Lynne looked up at me eyebrows raised.
"I'm going to get the answers." I wave my paper and give her a sly smile.
Lynne jumped up with excitement. "Fuck yeah! I want those answers too."
We both made our way to the desk nobody seemed to pay any mind to us rummaging through the papers.
"Where do you think the answers are?" I ask still pushing through a pile.
Lynne shrugged, "I dunno try there." She pointed to a different taller stack. Then she turned around going to the door to keep watch for him.
I cautiously waided through the papers. Awaiting his return any moment. Finally I stopped the paper with red ink scribbled all over it. The answers. I smiled to myself.
"Found it." I waved the paper around the air.
Lynne ran towards me squealing with excitement; ripping the paper from my hands and holding it close to her.
"Good now put it back." a gruff voice said behind us.
Lynne shoved the paper back into my hands and eyed the desk signaling for me to throw it down. I didn't instead I turned around slowly squeezing my eyes shut. I knew exactly who it was and there was no use in denying what we were doing.
"Shit" was all I heard my eyes bolted open. I caught a slight glimpse if Lynne running out of the classroom.
Shit. Was right I thought. As I saw Philpot cross his arms.
I sighed heavily and placed the paper on his desk. I very slowly walked past him. We were almost the same height although he was slightly taller than me. His perfect blue eyes looked harshly at me and a pang of guilt rushed through my body.
"Well," I began in a whisper not sure if he could even hear,"I guess I better go."
I made a quick shot a the door, but something solid grabbed me. I jerked slightly back almost loosening my balance. I whirled around to find Philpot holding my forearm steadily.
"You should have asked for help. I am a teacher, ya know." His perfect blue eyes were softer now as he placed emphasise on 'am'.
A surge of rage rang through me. "Whatever," I scream finding my voice," we yelled and waved our arms around until the hurt."
I tried to jerk away but he only held firmer. Pulling me closer to his chest.
"Wha-what are you doing?" I shuttered feeling him so firm against me.
It was almost comforting and the anger slowly left me as I fell limp against him. He pulled me in more filling any space between us. His deep blue eyes looked into mine and I blushed looking away into the room.
