When Love Takes Over

Chapter 2: Unwanted Arrangements

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Staring at him now, Claire seen her past. What happened between them seemed like years ago, rather than only months. They dated 3 1/2 years, and everything seemed perfect. That is, until his dumbass dumped her over a DAMN TEXT saying he "needed time!" Who does that?! Ever since, Claire has avoided him. She even transferred here to get away, blocked his number, AND denied his friend request. And he pops up AGAIN! The fuck!?

Why in the Hell is Terrell HERE? What does he want? Is he fucking stalking me? Why why WHY....

BUZZZ BUZZ!!!

Of course it was Ang.

"OMG! Are you listening to them?"

Claire looked up at her best friend, confusion etched in her stare. She was about to call her friend's name when she heard a BUZZ!

It was Ang again.

"CLARITY stop staring at Terrell! PAY ATTENTION!!!!! And I like how you're drooling like a dog...just FYI lol!"

Quickly, Claire wiped off the drool that managed to stain her shirt. Thankfully, nobody seen her since they were too focused on the front of the class. Looks like a debate was brewing up. Time to lean in and eavesdrop.

"I'm sorry but I can't allow him into my class."

ERRR?! WHAT'S GOING ON!?!?!"

"If I may intervene, Ms. Duncan," Terrell said in his smooth, husky voice. "I've heard you are exceptional 1st year teacher, and I've already had Mr. Boston. Please let me transfer. I won't be any trouble."

"Mr. Browne, as enticing as you seem, I still am unable to accept you-"

"Can't or you won't?" Terrell mumbled, kicking some paper to the side.

"And besides, even if I wanted to, I've already reached my student capacity of 24 students."

"Ms. Duncan, you said your student capacity is 24, yet you have 25 seats in this classroom. If my math is correct, you still have room for one more student..."

What's he getting at?

"Mr. Browne is correct. As a matter of fact, that's will be Terrell's new seat."

WHAT THE FUCK?! OH NO THE HELL IT AIN'T!!!

"Uhh...pardon?" Ms. Duncan asked incoherently.

"That empty seat THERE," Osborne snapped, pointing with that sausage finger of his. "It now belongs to Terrell."

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

"But-"

"KAROL! That is final!! Failure to do so will result in you being jobless AND homeless. Do YOU understand that?!"

....Silence.......

Ms. Duncan lapsed into another silent sob as Principal Osborne turned towards Terrell.

"Alrighty then. As for you, Mr. Browne, I hope you're satisfied with this transfer as it is permanent. There's your seat. Go there now."