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After class detention

I hated that class. I hated everyone inside it. I hated him. His icy blue eyes that peered into my soul. His sulked back hair. His playful smirk. Everything. The teacher, Mr. Anderson, was the person I hated the most, but he was also the person I couldn't stop looking at. No matter what—or how much I hated him— I couldn't get my eyes off his perfectly sculpted facial features. Not to mention his giant di-

The bell rings for next class; the class with him teaching it. I pick up my almost empty backpack and swing it over my shoulder. I didn't care about school so I didn't bother to put anything inside my backpack. I would be carrying around useless notebooks and books that I don't even use in my day.
     I walk to the classroom and sit in the way back. On the walls, it said stupid things about paying attention and how to study well. Those kinds of posters make me cringe.
Kids started piling in and taking their seats. On the board it said to take out their math books and so they did. I don't of course, since I don't have mine.
     He enters the class. "Good morning class" he says and gives a smile.
Everyone, except me, says good morning back.
     "Now everyone, let's begin our lesson" he picked up some chalk and started writing on the board.
     The lesson had to do with angles or something like that. A few minutes into his lesson, I managed to fall asleep.

...

     "Zach" I hear someone say, but I keep my eyes closed.
     "Zachary Tate" the same voice says after a pause.
     It was probably my dad or something. I didn't want to go to school so I kept my eyes closed.
     "Charlie Louise Tate" the voice says and a few people snicker.
     My breath hitches and my eyes fly open. When they open, I'm greeted by familiar icy blue eyes. It was Mr. Anderson.

     Charlie Louise Tate is my original name. I made everyone call me Zachary or Zach Tate because I didn't like my original name. It sounded like a pussy's name to me and I didn't want to sound like a pussy. I wanted my name to sound more macho and Zachary sounded macho. I didn't legally change my name to Zachary, so whenever I get a new teacher or get a substitute, the name Charlie Luise Tate is on the seating chart and they refer to me as Charlie. I'll tell them to call me Zach of course, just so people don't hear. Sometimes however, teachers will use my name to get my attention or when they're being serious. It pisses me off.

     "My name is Zach" I say, angrily.
     "Well now that I have your attention Zachary, will you please tell me what the answer to number 14 is?"
     I could feel his eyes looking at me as I stared at my desk as if I expected the answer to be there. "35?" I guess.
     About 3/4 of the class start laughing. I guess I was wrong. Way wrong.
     The teacher clears his throat. "Mr. Tate, the question was "What is the name of an angle that is less than 90°?", but you wouldn't know since you're not paying attention. Even if you were paying attention, you would still be lost for you lack the book with the question in it."
     I grit my teeth and glare at him, unable to come up with a good comeback.
     "Since this is the third time this week that I have caught you not paying attention, you will be staying in my class after the bell."
I stand up."What!? I-" I growl and sit back down, not say anything else. I would get into more trouble if I defied him. Damn him and his power.
"I'm glad you have no objections. Anyways, back to the lesson" he says and walks to the front of the classroom again.
     I groan and lay my head on the desk.

...

     The bell rings for everyone to go to lunch. Except for me. I had to stay in Mr. Asshat's class.
     The teacher walks over to me and hands me a paper with some graphs and questions on it.
     "What's this...?" I say, eyeing the paper in suspicion.
     "You'll have to complete to see what you know and what you don't know. Kind of like a mini final" he replies.
     I groan. "Do I have to?"
     "Yes, now stop acting like a child around your teacher" he says then heads back to his desk.
     I roll my eyes and start the assignment.