High School Teachers- Martin Freeman and Benedict Cumberbatch

Introducing the new teachers

Sarah's POV

I walked down the corridor with my friend Daisy, a huge grin on my face. My boyfriend was perfect, and my mom had just given birth to my new baby sister, so life was good. I started to daydream about my favorite actor, Tom Hiddlestone, but I heard Daisy's voice calling my name, pulling me back to reality."Hey, earth to Sarah? I was saying that we have new teachers!" Daisy grinned. I finally snapped out of my fantasy, and looked at my friend, confused. "Huh?" I said, blinking furiously and trying to hide my rapidly spreading blush."We have new teachers for English and Drama!" Daisy said again, this time sounding a little disappointed. "I liked our old teachers. They were just starting to understand my Loki obsession!" I said quietly, then both me and Daisy began to giggle. "I should go." I said, walking towards my English class, which we had separately.

Somehow, on my way to  English, I managed to get completely lost and ended up ten minutes late for my first class with our new teacher. Oops. Not a good first impression. "Miss Watson, I assume?" The teacher smiled. I nodded, but said nothing, and walked towards my usual seat next to my boyfriend. "Listen, Sarah... I'm sorry, but we can't be together anymore." He whispered. I was confused, but didn't want to risk giving myself a bad reputation in our first day with... Mr Cumberbatch. What a ridiculous name, I thought, but still didn't say anything. He was currently walking around the room, hading out tests. I smiled. I was one of the best in my class at English, so I whizzed through this test in no time, and with half an hour to go, I got out my phone and started playing on Flappy Birds. Suddenly, I saw someone standing next to me. Oh dear. It was Mr Cumberbatch. "Phone please, Miss Watson." I sighed and handed over the phone. He typed something in, then turned back to me. "Detention." He said, then walked away. I spent the rest of the lesson glancing between Mr Cumberbatch and my phone, which was now on his desk. What had he typed? I wondered. I tried to push it out of my mind, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop thinking about it.

After English, I had Drama. Luckily, me and Daisy had this class together, and Drama was one of our favorite subjects, so we were both going to do our best and hopefully give ourselves a good reputation. Thankfully, we didn't get lost this time, so ended up five minutes early. Our teacher was already there, and he smiled warmly before writing his name on the board: Mr Martin Freeman. Out of the corner of my eye, I distinctly saw Daisy smile to herself.

The lesson went by incredibly quickly, and I had almost completely forgotten that I had detention with Mr Cumberbatch soon. Surprisingly, Mr Freeman caught Daisy before she left- we were always last out- and asked if he could speak to her, saying it was important. Sighing, I headed off to detention. Great. Half an hour with him, and no phone...