Chapter 3- That dream again

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His jaded eyes, jaded eyes

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His jaded eyes, jaded eyes

Piercing my soul

Who is he?

Sybil as far as practicable was getting rid of Karl Taylor, her literature teacher. Getting rid meant avoiding eye contact, being silent in his class and as if he had never existed. Sybil was determined to do that since she felt humiliated the other day. "If I could only drop this subject, I would never see his sight again! She silently growled for words but she knew it was impossible and his father might have a stroke. She would never forgive herself if that happened.   

"Hey Sybil, what is wrong with you. Your face looks so terrible." Tara grilled her with a question.

Sybil gazed coldly at Tara before opening her mouth. She was controlling her temper but her speech harsh. "I wish not to see him again. I dread this day seeing him again."

Who? The professor? Tara cast a skeptical gazed at Sybil.

"You know what I mean. Do I have to tell you who?" Sybil raised her voice to Tara.

"Hey I am not your nemesis. Don't raise your voice at me." Tara flared out. Oh well these friends were like this always. It added little spice on their friendship.

"Then don't ask me who's who as if you don't know." Sybil grabbed Tara's hand. "Common, we'll be late."

"In literature subject." Tara teased Sybil.

"Shut up!"

"Okay fine. Don't shout at me."

At the classroom

Sybil and Tara occupied the back seats. Their classmates were chit chatting about their crushes in the school campus. Some talked about obscenity and even dared to show lewd movies from their smart phones. The boys giggled of what they were watching and eyes all fixed on the phone. Their body temperature rose and their crotch hurt under their pants. The porn video turned them on. They had not noticed Karl Taylor entered the classroom.

"What is all the commotion about?" Karl stared dagger at them but his voice very calm.

"Nothing Sir? Brent denied.

"If you're not watching lewd movie, why is your body temperature stimulated? That means you are aroused of what you were watching."

Brent flustered. His face rosy cheek, embarrassed. The girls chuckled on their seats while the boys were silent, scared of the consequence. They heard unusual stories about Karl Taylor, that of being a martinet. "How did he knew that we were watching porn movie and my body temperature is hot?  Brent was upset.

"And who told you to bring smart phone in my class and watch lewd or porn movie? Did I tell you not to bring phones in my class?" Karl raised his eyebrows this time while addressing Brent. 

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