• kshaw (3) {part 2}

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Friday, Mr Olatunji's POV~

I've just arrived at my English classroom as I was sorting things out and writing on the board today's lesson.

i was excited to see Harry today, he has a double English lesson with me today. I am so happy that I have this butterfly feeling inside of me.

It was now 8:30 and this is the time where lessons start now, I sat at my desk ready for my students to come in. I saw Harry walked in and boy did he look hot.

He had his hair in his usual style, he was wearing all tracksuit and his shoes matches with his clothing. I smiled as he returned before saying hello.

"Good morning, Mr Olatunji!" He said.

"Good morning, Harry!" I smiled.

He sat at his seat and I got the class started, I started them off my writing a poem about anything that they admire or adore the most.

I did the register on the computer as I called the names of my student.

"Bella?"

"Here, sir!" She said cheerfully.

"Aaron?"

"Here, sir!" He said tired.

"Blake?" I called once.

"Hi!"

"Blake?" I repeated again as he incorrectly addressed me.

"Hi!" He said trying to be funny but I wasn't having it today.

"Just say here, it's a four letter word! Don't push my patience, I haven't got it today! How hard is it?" I said calmly trying not to raise my voice on a Monday morning because I hate Monday's.

"Fine, here!" Blake groaned.

"Jack?" I called.

"Yes, sir" He said.

"Harry?" I called as I pull a little smile at his name.

"I lo- here sir!" He stuttered as I called his name. Was he going to say something?

"Sir, why are you so moody today?" Blake asked as he laughed.

I looked at Harry for 10 seconds before looking at him.

"Well if you want to play games with me, when it's a Monday morning when everybody hates getting up early then you darn well know not push that button!" I said sarcastically trying not to yell.

"But why?" He said.

"Blake, stop!" I said the first time but he didn't.

"But why?" He started again. Is he trying to get me angry!

"Please stop." I said getting angry.

"But why?" He said for the THIRD time!

I rubbed my temples as I stood up and took a deep breath.

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