High School Teachers- Martin Freeman and Benedict Cumberbatch

Chapter 2- Detention and Surprises part 1

Daisy's POV

"Um... Daisy, could I speak to you for a second?" Oh no. I was in trouble already. I nodded, putting on my best remorse face. Sarah hung back, waiting for me, but I told her to go. "You've got that detention with Mr Cumberbatch, haven't you?" I reminded her. She nodded, and left. Now it was just me and Mr Freeman. I closed my eyes, preparing to be shouted at, but I felt a hand on my shoulder. "It's okay." Mr Freeman told me. "I just want to say that you're a very bright young girl, and I like you." I looked at the teacher, confused. "Um... What do you mean, Mr Freeman?" I asked quietly. He grinned, and shook his head at me. "Please, call me Martin." He said. "And... I don't know how to say this, but... You are very pretty, and you attract me." I was incredibly confused, but I smiled. "Why do you have to be so adorable?" I said quietly, but not quietly enough. Martin smiled at me, and kissed me on the cheek.

"I try to." He teased, and we both laughed. "Now, do you have a ride home?" I shook my head, and Martin put his arm around me. "Come on then. I'll drive you home..." I tried to protest, but he insisted. "Come on. Lets go."

"Oh... okay." I said quietly. Martin laughed. "I'm adorable?" He teased me, still grinning. "Have you looked in the mirror lately, love?" I shook my head, doing my best puppy-dog eyes. Martin ran his hand through my hair, "You are beautiful." He told me, then he gave me a light kiss and took my hand.

"Do you really have to drive me home?" I asked. He nodded determinedly, already grabbing his coat and taking his car keys out of the pocket. "Yes, I do. I'm worried about you. Nobody harms my girlfriend." This almost made me cry, but I just blinked rapidly and smiled at him. "Alright. I love you." I whispered. "Love you too." Martin giggled.

Sarah's POV

I ran towards my English classroom, not wanting to be late as that was what got me my detention anyway. Well, that and playing on Flappy Birds. In my defense, I had finished the test, and I was pretty bored. But, yeah, I get it. Rules about not being allowed your phone in class and all that. I know. But what had he typed into my phone? I had thought it over all day, but I couldn't understand just what he had put. I slowed to a walk just as I reached the classroom; our school had a strict  no-running policy.  I would be in detention for the rest of the month if I was caught, that's how strict it was. I knocked on the door, suddenly feeling incredibly shy."Come in." I heard him say, but his voice sounded strangely... distracted. Could this have something to do with what he put into my phone? No. Don't be stupid. I opened the door and slowly walked in, my heart suddenly feeling incredibly heavy. "Um... Mr Cumberbatch? I'm, um, here for my detention?" I said quietly. He looked like he was lost in thought, so I walked up to him and tapped him on the shoulder. He jumped and tried to hide his face from me, but I had already seen the tears streaming down his cheeks. I still don't know why...