Teacher Vs. Teacher \\ H.S. - English Translation

7. Ready To Run

'' This time I'm ready to run

Escape from the city and follow the sun ''

Thursday, the 1st of May 2015

"As I was saying, you have very good students, I can say that seeing their marks. But unfortunately, they must be sent to contests and ..." He cleared his throat and opened the classroom door. Suddenly a grave silence took place the earlier rowdy. How it comes that they respect him so much?

He coughed and I swear I heard a fly.

"All right. You guys just declared war." He said, sitting down. He put the register on the desk also. 

All the students looked down in their laps.

"I told you to wait me quietly. Didn't I?" He said calmly. "And you didn't listen. Now solve the first fifty exercises in the studentsbook."

I was expecting to hear sighs or lamentations but the only noise was made by the students's notebooks. They were writing down their additional homework.

Harry got up from his chair and came up in front of the class.

"I want each of you to write on a paper your name, age and the signature. I must complete the file to leave the country with you. And in case you were wondering, yes, Elanie will come with us."

''Miss Evans will come to Paris?" Asked a girl.

"Yes, she'll come. That's because you are kinda wild and I can not control you by myself."

A guy with brown hair from the back of the class snorted and whispered to a girl who stood near him:

"And what is she teaching? Visual art or something?"

"High school math." I say and for the first time I really feel confident.

"Tomlinson, you said something?" Harry growled.

"Nope. Nothing."

The teens got papers and wrote down what Harry asked them to, then I passed between the desks and took it.

"Don't forget, at 4 AM tonight you must be at the airport. If you are not in time for check in we're leaving you here."

"This chick is like twenty-two years old." The same boy from behind the class whispered to the blond girl next to him.

Harry heard and cleared his throat.

"Louis, Adele, out. Now."

I wanted to sit down at the desk while the boy apologized. 

"Here." Said Harry, getting up from his chair. "Sit."

I smiled at him and sat down. He started to write something on the blackboard, and I was filling a file with the students's names.

"Tehnically, we should arrive at 9 AM. And don't expect me to speak French for you because all I know is: Ola!"

"That's not French." I said, not even looking at him.

"See?" He laughed but the teens just smiled.

He came to me, leaning his elbow on the desk. As soon as I finished writing the list I handed Harry the pen and he signed he was totally responsable for the students who will come with us in Paris.

"Oh, and girls are not allowed in the boys's room. You too boys." He threatened them and I felt I was gonna start laughing hard.

Louis coughed.

"The rule applies to him and Miss "High school math" too?

If I had something in my mouth, I'd spit it. I look to Harry and I realize he didn't hear what the boy just said. I decide to ignore him although it did bothered me what he said.