Unprecedented

Chapter 3: Little Shits

I walked into my empty class, finding a timetable on the desk. I saw that I was not only an English teacher, but a Drama teacher, and some other stuff.

English?

My mind went blank. I was never good at English. I grabbed a text book and read through it quickly, jumping when the bell went. I didn't even blink before a small girl walked into the room and sat at the front.

"Hello." I smiled at her, and she looked up at me.

"Hi." I looked up as the rest of the class tumbled in, laughing loudly before going to their seats. I sat at the desk and when they went quiet, I spoke up.

"Who can tell me what we did last lesson?" I asked, and the small girl from earlier put her hand up.

"We're writing essays on the damaging of adolescent's social lives caused by mobile phones."

I wrinkled my nose up. "Well that's shit. We're not doing that." They started laughing. "Write me an essay about your favourite band. Give me reasons and evidence to support it. Convince me why they're the best band."

They all started writing and I watched the clock.

This wasn't so hard after all.

When I looked up, I saw one of the boys was scribbling on his paper. And they didn't look like words. He was also distracting the boys around him.

"Tomorrow, I'm making a seating plan. It doesn't work right now." I said, and the class groaned. I pointed to the boy. "Name."

He looked up at me and raised an eyebrow. "Alex." I wrote his name down and folded my arms again, and he sat up a little. "Did you just fucking write my name down?"

I picked a pen up and played with it. "Yes I did."

"What the fuck? I didn't do anything!" I sighed and stood up, walking over to his desk and looking at the paper full of scribbles.

"Exactly. You didn't do anything. You're supposed to write about your favourite band."

He shook his head. "I don't have one. Music is shit."

I leaned backwards and widened my eyes. "Detention, tonight."

One of the girls laughed and he glared at her. "Shut up, whore."

"Twathead," She shot back, and I pointed to her.

"You can join him. Name?"

"Chloe." She folded her arms and then they both went quiet and stayed that way, until class was dismissed.