The Teacher's Pet (Original)

15. Crushed

*Jacob's POV*

Elizabeth. She was mad. Beyond mad she was livid. This young innocent and sweet girl, was no longer playing nice. Her eyes held hate and they turned hard, cruel. Her lips were pressed into a thin line as she took in my last comment.

Maybe I had pushed this charade too far. Maybe I kept my cold features on too long. But what else was I to do? Keep stringing her along, giving her false hope of there ever being an us? I can't do that, not to her. It wouldn't be fair to keep her a secret. She deserved to be paraded around, flaunted to others, but that's not something I could do.

Her voice was so sharp, it was sure to cut right through this lie, as she spoke,

"What , is your problem Jacob? You are acting like a pompous assed child. What did I do to deserve your rude behavior? You're hot and cold, one minute you're looking at me like I'm the best thing in the world and the other I might as well be the gum under your Sperry's. You need to figure out what the fuck I am to you. Because as far as I'm concerned your just my teacher and I'm your student so you need to treat me like the rest and not snide at me. For the love of god get your shit together and make up your mind."

Shit. Shit. Shit.

I'm done, I can't.

Just hold strong, give her a reason to hate you. I reminded myself.

So I did, I gave her a blank emotionless stare. I looked straight into those beautiful green orbs and something snapped in them. Something struck me right down the middle and I knew this was it.

She let out a quiet laugh that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Her voice was clear and broken as she said, "You know what I'll help you. You're just some minimum waged teacher that a student got a kick out of."

Ouch.

That one, that one stung. It took me back by surprise and then I couldn't. I couldn't keep this up. My mouth parted to say something, anything but nothing came out. Maybe it was for the best because when I didn't say anything, she turned away. She didn't even glance back, she just stormed out of the room. Leaving me stunned.

It's for the best. I just kept saying that to myself. As if it would become true the more I heard it. But it wouldn't. No matter how much I would recite these words, they wouldn't be true. Not now, not tomorrow, not in a month, perhaps not ever.

I took deep breaths, trying my best not to freak out. I am a teacher. I have to teach a class in— I glanced at the clock—fuck, three minutes.

I looked up at the ceiling and focussed on the light, it'd flicker from time to time. Focussing on this was better than focusing on what just happened.

The sound of footsteps nearing the classroom, made me run my hands through my hair quickly and pat down my shirt. I turned on my heel and walked towards the desk, where I took a seat.

The first student of my junior class walked in. It was a boy, named Nick. Soon after him one after the other came in and took a random seat.

Shortly after the bell rung, the classroom​ quieted down. I didn't actually have to yell with this class unlike the one before.

I stood up in front of them and quickly recited what I planned on teaching but came up blank. Too much was going on, too much was crammed into my head.

They all peered at me curiously, wondering why I hadn't started today lecture.

Screw it.

"Today's a movie day. We'll be watching 'The Boys In Stripped Pajamas'. Take out a peice of paper and write down 10 things that happen in the movie." I grumbled out, while hooking my laptop up to the smart board.

I turned the speakers on and situated the volume, then pushed play. Non of the students protested but silently cheered.

I took my seat back in the black swivel chair. I sat there and decided I'd watch the movie.

•

I noted that we only had fifteen minutes until class was over. The time had flown by, with me staring at the movie and thinking about Elizabeth.

My classroom door creaked open to reveal Marley, stepping in. I turned my attention to her and watched as she made her way towards the front of my desk.

My brows furrowed as I took in her displeased face. She glanced around for a minute before speaking to me.

"Uh hi, Mr. Sparks. I uh-um was looking for Mr. Reed. Do happen to know where he might be?" She asked, as she fiddled with her sweatshirt strings.

"He called in sick today. That's all I know of, I hope thats a good enough answer for your question." I told her.

She sighed and gave me a half smile, "Oh okay, thank you. Sorry for interrupting."

I returned the smile and shook my head. "Not a problem at all Marley, I'll see you in class later."

Her smile dropped and she slowly turned from me. I watched as she sluggishly walked out of my classroom.

Why had she wondered​ where Aiden was? He's not her actual teacher.

The bell rung and drew me back from my thoughts.

Good, I have my free block now.

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