I walked into the Head's office and took a seat oppisite him. " Miss Brown i didnt care for your attitude in the class just there!" he said assertivley." sorry Mr Goodman" he nooded" right well we will put it behind us" he reached into his desk drawer and got out a white envelope" There is a new detention we will be trying out,and considering you are one of our more....troubled, students you and four others are to go to it for the whole year and get back to us on it if was progressive" he handed me the envelope" This is for your mum if she has anymore questions get her to call me, its is every Tuesday and Friday after school!" i just sat there in shock, im getting detention for A YEAR! " wait do i have detention or not" he just snikerd at my question " in a way, you do have to go it will be recorded but its not a punishment its a bit like a focus group" i nodded and he dismissed me. I was baffeled, i opened the letter even though it was for my mum and started reading it on my way to calss...
Dear Parent/Gaurdian of Gemma Brown,
Our school is trialing a new detention system and Gemma has been picked to trial the detention system with four other students. Gemma will be requird to attend the new detention trial on Tuesday and Friday evenings after school, there will be a teacher there for supervision. If you have any questions, dont hesitate to ask!
Mr Goodman Head-teacher
I had walked into the class reading the letter and walked up to my seat" Gemma next time you come into my class knock first" i looked up at the teacher, who's name i still didn't know. i gave her a quick smile letting her know i understood. I was nudged in the ribs by Jaz" what did goodman want" there was only one way to describe it " i'm a guiniepig!" she looked me up and down " last time i checked you didn't have furr!" i just rolled my eyes at her " metaphoric guieniepig, nit-wit" i said while hitting her head, she just rubbed it while sending a glare my way." Theres a new detention and because im one of the most 'Troubled' students i need do go.... for the rest of the fucking year so im a guiniepig!" she just screamed and jumped up and down in her seat" Girls please calm down, or i will have to hold you back after class!" the teacher warned us, i still didn't know her name!" sorry" we said together, i turned to Jazz" why are you excited?" she breathed out deeply calming herself down " I'VE BEEN ASKED TOO!" i just laughed at her excitment " RIGHT GIRLS OUTSIDE NOW!" the teacher yelled at us, and well that set me right of i couldn't stop laughing but when i looked at her glare i quickly calmed down. We shut the door behind us waiting for the teacher to talk to us, luckily not to long after she did and well she wasn't pleased " gonna tell me what was all about?" she asked with her arms crossed over her chest, it was now i actully got a good look at her before i had just the quick glances but now, she was right infront of me. She had a black pencil skirt, a white long sleved blouse and black heels she had her hair curled and was flowing down her shoulders nicely. Her hair was a brown chestnut colour and the tips of her heair looked a sort of gold colour. I was knocked out of my trance when i felt a sudden dull pain to my ribs, i looked to see Jazz speaking to me " hello, back to earth?" she said sarcasticlly " eh what?" she just laughed " your were zoned out, Miss Tyler asked you about music!" so thats her name " hmm what was it?" Miss Tyler shook her head at me " never mind, i dont want you two mucking about in my class do you hear?" she said with a serious tone in her voice. We both nodded, we walked back into the classroom and took our seats " now guys what i was saying before, im Miss Tyler and i'm your teacher for Music this year, now why dont we start with the register and when i call your name tell me four facts about yourself, okay?" she went and did the register and not to long she came to my name "Gemma?" " Here, eh I like my music its important to me, my best bud's Jazz, eh i like the colour blue and em i cant think of a forth" i had just finished saying i couldnt think when Jazz whispered in my ear ' you could say your gay!' " im not saying that!" i said loud enough for the teacher to hear ' why not i saw the way you look at her and frankly people know anyway you dont exactly hide it ' i faked gasped and just nodded at her okay "em well im gay its not important though but my friend over here thinks i should say!" i pointed to Jazz and stuck my tongue out at her all she did was roll her eyes " you can say what you want sweetie its up to you,now... Jasmine?" Jazz waved her hand and said her four things also inclueding me as her best bud!. Miss Tyler finished the register and said a bit about her, she was 24 and this was her second year of teaching and if she hadn't been a teacher she would have worked in her dads buisness " any questions for me? " afew people raised there hands, there were the obvious are you single? kind of questions but what shocked me was Jazz's question" What team are you on?" i elbowed her in the stomach and looked at her " you can't ask that and especially a teacher!" she rolled her eyes" she asked for questions!" " yeh but thats personal you do-" i was interupted by Miss Tyler" Girls is one of you going to explain to me what was ment by the question and i'll be the judge if its inapropriate for a teacher to answer or not!" i just looked at Jazz" well im not gonna say !" she said" you asked the question!" she just turned her head away from me " ugh! my FRIEND! here was asking if you were gay or not?" i turned my head to glare at Jazz but she had an evil look in her eye, this was not good " oh right well thats simple i am gay yes, now thats all the questions-" WHAT! she was gay! i cant beli- wait a minute Jazz you sneaky devil god why is she my bestfriend! "assingments due tomorrow!" oh great i have an assingnment and i dont know what its on" you can practice now and get your song ready!" she said and the class got out there notebooks and some got instruments, i nudged Jazz " whats the assingment?" she looked at me and rolled her eyes " you've to write a love song and perform it to the class tomorrow" she said while going back to her note book. Love song huh? i raised my hand and Miss Tyler looked up from her desk "Yes Gemma?" " can you use a song you've already written" she was a bit taken a back" you write songs?" she had a surprised look on her face, which was something i was used to when i told people this" eh yeh" "well then sure " i nodded and went over to the wall to get a guitar. I had a song in mind i wanted to use but i had only half the music. I sat down on my seat and got my notebook that had all my songs in it and flipped to the one i was thinking of, i penciled some ideas and started to play the melody, it sounded fairly good so i started to sing the song with it to...
Young lovers in a picture frame
Ever notice how there ain't no rain
Nobody hangs hard times on the wall
You won't see it in an 8 by 10
But there's a storm every now and then
A slamming door down the hall
Sometimes love is a white flag
Sometimes love is standing tall
Sometimes love is a feather
Sometimes a cannon ball
But it's worth fighting for (it's worth fighting for)
Baby, sometimes love is war
An old couple on a front porch swing
On a walk down memory lane
Been through the fire and back again
Through the clear and the cloudy skies
Still love in each other's eyes
Sometimes love is war but sometimes you win
Sometimes love is a white flag
Sometimes love is standing tall
Sometimes love is a feather
Sometimes a cannon ball
And it's worth fighting for (yeah, it's worth fighting for)
Baby, sometimes love is war
Sometimes love is all that can save us
Sometimes love can kill a man
Sometimes love is a soft touch
Or a pistol in your hand
Sometimes love is a white flag
Sometimes love is standing tall
Sometimes love is a feather
Sometimes a cannon ball
But it's worth fighting for (it's worth fighting for)
Baby, sometimes love is
Baby, sometimes love is war
When i was done people started clapping and i was wondering why, when i had realised people had heard me sing. SHIT! you see i dont normally sing in public, not stage fright just dont want to "that was good, what is it called" Jazz said " eh ' Love is War' " she nodded " this is why i tell you to sing out more, people like it" she said while pointing to the people clapping. I just laughed out of awkwardness and was thankfull the bell went. " Gemma could you wait please" the teacher said. I grabbed my stuff and went over to her desk, i couldn't help but check her out she had a small bit of hair flowing in front of her ear that i had to surpress the urge to push it behind." so what did you want?" i asked erasing the images of me kissing her" i wanted to talk to you because it would appear that i am also your viola, cello and orchestra teacher and you get private lessons for piano which i also now teach to you!" i stood there in shock, great one-on-one lessons with Miss Tyler who i just had an inapropriate thought about" o-oh right " she nodded " i was just checking that you knew it was me that was your teacher " " i didn't know it was you but i do now" " i didn't know you could sing so well, i can understand why your music is important to you and that song was really good have you got more like it?" she asked" well yes and no, i sing yes and i have loads more songs but no i will not sing to anyone other than the class before you start i have had to many teachers and friends ask that so its a lost coss!" she nodded " well okay then but all im gonna say is, it is a waste of talent if your not gonna sing!" i just rolled my eyes "so is that all " "yes oh wait did you say to your friend that you were in the new detention scheme" " yeh why" " im the supervisor!" she said i nodded and walked out.
Great! Private one-on-one lessons,my music teacher and my 'detention' supervisor for a whole year, why me!
YOU ARE READING
For The Love of Music
RomanceGemma is back from the international space station and when her daughter ask how her and her mum got together Gemma tells her kids how her and their mum met and how she fell in love with her teacher Miss Tyler!
