Chapter Four

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Staring at the teacher in front of me boredly, a sigh escaped my mouth. Resting my head on my hand as I tune out the noises the teacher made. It was useless to attend her class since I have learned the topic that she is discussing right now two years ago.

I sat on the very first row of the table as I didn't bother going up the stairs behind me. Stares and glances came up my way, ignoring them I shut my eyes close. Minutes after drifting up to dreamland a clearing of throat woke me up. Fluttering my eyes open, I look up at the teacher in front of me smirking. Not even bothering to remove my head on my hands.

"What do you want?" I asked, my voice low. Not bothering to waste my energy on the lady in front of me.

She scoffed, "Are you finding my class boring, Ms.? "

Mimicking her scoff, I leaned back, relaxing as I felt my back hit the wood. "Very much so."

The room has gotten very silent as breathes hitched at my reply.

The teacher look towards the left side of my uniform, just above the pocket was the intricate silver designed pin distracting her. She smirked once again as she directed her attention to me.

"You know, Miss. Being a silver badged doesn't excuse you from being a bad student as it proves nothing more than what your ability can do, not your brain." she nagged tapping her head to emphasize her point,  I rolled my eyes at her.

Oh lady, only if you know.

I hummed my response.

Seemingly annoyed, her smirk grew wider. "Can you tell me what we have been discussing for a while."

Oohh, so you're gonna do that eh?  Not much originality, I tell you.

Directing my gaze at the board behind her as I grinned. Standing up with my head held up high, words escaped my mouth smoothly as I explained the topic that she had discussed for half an hour, summarizing it into detailed informations as the students who listened in, sat with their mouth agape.

Looking down at her. Her face devoid of any color. "That's how you teach, teacher. " I said emphasizing the last word.

Claps surrounded the entire room as giggles and chuckles erupted.

Mimicking her smirk at her, "Don't bark at the wrong tree Miss." I said, taking a step back she looked at me with anger etched on her face.

"You're the one who did! You should be thankful I don't know your name! You-you..." She shouted, stammering at what word she could muster as she can't save her pride any more.

Raising my eyebrow at her, "Why don't you find out right now?"

She stood her ground, tilting her head she smiled wickedly.

Rolling my eyes, I picked out my study materials before heading out towards the door. "The name's Chelsea Mcvier. And you Miss, should learn how to teach first before you carry a Teacher's badge otherwise you'll bring shame to others aside from yourself. " I said, my voice loud and clear, with authority and pride lacing around it. Not bothering to look back, I closed the wooden door behind me as the sounds of my footsteps resonated throughout the empty hallway.

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Removing my light brown blazer,  I tied it around my waist.  I rolled up my white sleeve up to my elbows. Sitting down as I await for the next class on the bench.

I already memorized my class schedule and the next class would be the Ability Enhancement subject that's gonna be held at the big field behind the school. Leaning back, I stared at the 2nd year students in front of me, they were playing some sport that I don't recognize. Some were flying, floating and crying. As bruises and shouts were exchanged I looked at their teacher sitting on a chair drinking a juice with his legs outstretched like as if he's on vacation. Rolling my eyes, I thought about how good they perceived the Academy, quality education bs. All I could see as I spend my time here was incompetent teachers who clearly doesn't seem much.

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