Trouble Teacher

(2)

       After having convinced the Dean of the boys other acts of tom foolery, the Dean agreed to punish them and would call them in.You grab your little pocket mirror and wipe off the smudged out mascara with a tissue. You throw the tissue in the bin and take a bite out of your sandwich. The waiting seems tedious and boring with nothing to do and being unable to use your phone in school so instead you read over your homework. David had thanked the man and walks back out to the lobby to see you sitting there. 

"Hello, YN. The boys will be dealt with before the end of the day. How are you feeling? Are you alright with these clothes?" You look up at him and smile softly. "Oh hello professor, thank you so much." You sigh and cross your legs as you speak. "I'm feeling better now. I'm calmed down, had a nice sandwich, and now I'm just enjoying the silence here but yes I am, they're very comfortable for men's clothing." You chuckle.

"Oh good, well would you like to stay here for the rest of your lunch or would you prefer to go back to your friends?" He tilts his head and crosses his arms over his chest with a small smile on his face. You clear your throat, you don't have that many friends, but really none. "I would love to stay here really. Do you maybe want an apple? I have one left." You search in your bag to find the spare apple and holds it out for him.

He sits down next to you and smiles, happy for your company. "Thank you. I forgot my lunch this morning." He couldn't even take his eyes off of you as you handed him the apple and he tore himself away before biting into it. "Do you have something to drink, I wouldn't want to have you dehydrated." 

"I have a bottle of water, do you care for some? I wouldn't want you dehydrated either." You smile tenderly and take a deep breath before handing him the bottle, still untouched by either of your lips. You gaze at him as his red hair in the sunlight almost blinds you, so bright and strange. 

 "Oh, no thank you. I've already had my fill of tea. I was just making sure you had enough because if not I could always grab something from the teachers' lounge." He takes another bite of the apple and chews slowly before swallowing. "I know you're a transfer student to our school, how are you adjusting to Brixton and our school?"

 "Oh Brixton, Brixton, Brixton, Brixton. I love it, much better than Glasgow in my opinion!" You laugh softly and looks over at him. "And yeah everyone here is so nice, a lovely school." You nod slowly and looks down.

"Really?" He laughs softly before shaking his head. "Well, I'm glad you like it here. Personally I'd prefer to stay in London than come out here but it's easier to be close to the school." 

"So you live in Brixton? I," your phone rings and you grab it out of your bag. "I'm sorry, it's my...my neighbor?" You chuckle and picks up. "Hello Mr.Brighton, hmm oh okay, no no of course I can babysit little Timmy. No worries." You smile awkwardly at Mr.Bowie before looking down. "No sir, I don't want any money. I love spending time with him. Great, goodbye Mr.Brighton!"You put your phone down and look back up. "I'm sorry for interrupting our conversation."

"Oh don't worry, um, so you babysit? If you do, then I have a job for you." He smiles and hopes
that you babysit children as young as his. "I do and really? I'd love to." You smile and turn to him. "All I need to know is the child's age, then I can bring some toys and other things."

 "It's my son, Zowie, he's almost five and I need someone to watch him for a few days out of the week after school. I have to stay here so late to grade and for meetings that I can't get home. I need someone to watch him." He clears his throat and looks down. "It's sort of short notice and I'm sorry but can you swing by tomorrow?"

 "Don't worry, maybe I can come along today after school to meet him. I'm sure it would be weird for him to see a stranger coming in his house without his father or mother." You chuckle. "And of course I can tomorrow. Whatever fits in your schedule, Mr.Bowie." You smile and look up into his eyes.

"Oh, alright. I can bring you with me in my car and then drop you off at home or whatever your parents suggest transportation wise." He smiles and looks over to you before down at his watch. "I'd better get going, lunch is almost over and I have a class to teach in ten minutes." He stands and offers his hand. "I'll wait in the parking lot for you in my car after school." 

You grab your bag and take his hand as you stand up. "Thank you, and yes I will see you then.. Bye professor!" You smile and quickly jog off to your class "Bye," he says softly as you jog away. He looks down and shuffles over to the door before walking out and strolling to his class. He hears the bell ring and looks down to his papers again while the students all run into his class.

A/N: Okay everyone! I am so terribly sorry that I am such a terrible updater but honestly my personal life has been MEGA stressful and I have application deadlines, work deadlines, school deadlines, and blah blah blah. I will try harder, I promise. Enjoy!