Substitute Teacher

Chpt. Two

"Hey! Who are you?!"

"I'm your substitute teacher," I stared as he rose from the teacher's desk to write his name on the white board."Kim Namjoon. You will address me as Mr. Namjoon or Mr. Joon if that's easier for you." He said with authority pouring from his deep, booming voice.

I whipped out my phone immediately and texted Vonny.

Dude! You will not believe who my sub is today!!

Oh! Who is it?!

"Excuse me," his deep voice rung softly in my ear. I slowly looked up, literally shaking."There will be time for phones later. Right now I need you to put it up, okay?" He pat my shoulder before walking back to he front of the room.

So I listened and told Vonny I'd text her later.

"Your mom named you Kim?" Said the same kid from before. Everyone snickered at the question.

"Yeah. And your mom named you shitface."

The entire class bursted into laughter but I held it in just barely."I heard about you, Eddy. Don't make this hard. Lets just get along."

The boy named Eddy crossed his arms like a child.

"So! What I expect is simple. Yes, I am Asian. I dont want any racist jokes, no making fun of my eyes, no crappy jokes." Some kids started laughing."It's funny but I'm serious. Anything racist out of any of you, you're out of my class. Is that clear?"

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes Mr. Joon."

I was still in shock. I couldnt believe this. Not only did he just shut down the bully of the class, but he gained everyone else's respect in a matter of seconds. No other sub has done that.

A student told him where our previous sub left off and Namjoon continued from there. When he handed out the assignment, he asked me to pass it around. He was cool. Laid back but not lazy.

Where has he been all my life?!

When the bell rang everyone got up and raced out the door."Dont forget your homework!"

I heard footsteps coming down the hall that were faster than everyone else's. Vonny was running toward me and stopped."Dude,  you won't believe who's in my class!" She said."Yoongi." And then sure started squealing.

Then she looked into the room I came out and gasped, seeing the other guy at the front desk looking through and grading papers.

"What the hell?!" She exclaims.

He looked out the door at us and she covered her mouth. He put his finger to his lips and shushed us with a smirk. Vonny looked at me with her jaw hanging low.

She waved goodbye to me and ran to her bus. Today was tutorial day, so I stayed in class since I was failing this course.

"Excuse me, Namjoon."

He turned to me as he was putting on his jacket."Sorry, Mr. Namjoon." I corrected myself.

"Nah, its fine. After the final bell rings, I'm just a normal student."

"Right. So, does that mean you arent tutoring?"

"I can. What do you need help with?"

"Psh, how long you got?" I asked with a laugh."As long as you need. I've got nothing better to do." He said.

So he sat next to me at the table I sat at by myself during class. He leaned in close to explain when I didnt understand. His cologne was something I had never smelled before. It was a nice scent.

I could barely concentrate. He's my age but he's my teacher. I mean, he's only teaching temporarily, right? I dont have to keep calling him Mister forever.

Many questions filled my head.

"Do you get it now?" His voice brought me out of my thoughts."Huh? Oh, uh...n-no, sorry."

"What can I do to help you understand?" He asks. I was surprised."Um...well, I guess pictures help. Though, now you probably think I'm childish."

"No. Poctures are fine. I'm no artist but I'll do my best so that you get it." He rose from his chair and went to the board to draw his explanation.

I wrote down what he was saying and looked at the picture and it all became clear to me.

No teacher has asked me what they can do to help me understand something. They usually give up after explaining it the second time. They usually tell me to look it up while they go to their desk and wait for me to leave.

But Namjoon was actually trying.

He...gave a shit!

That's what I had been looking for in a teacher my whole life. He actually wants me to learn and understand it instead of just getting the answers.

"Is that better?" He asked."So much better. Thank you." I smiled at him and was able to finish my homework with no trouble.

I turned it in to him so I wouldn't have to tomorrow and went home.

Upon entering the front door, I was greeted by an angry dad and a belt."So. Why ya late?" He pulled both end of the folded belt to make a loud noise, trying to scare me.

"Honey, leave her alone. She was at tutorial," mom said."You were at tutorial, right?"

"Yes. I wouldnt have gone anywhere without telling you first." I replied. She smiled and pinched my cheek."I guess you're off the hook. How was school?" Dad asked.

"It was normal. Get this. One of the transfers from Korea is teaching our class."

"...thats racist..." Dad muttered. Mom smacked him upside the head."Continue sweety." She said.

"Well, its much easier having him as a teacher because he's my age, meaning he understands how we think. So its easier to learn from him. Just today, I moved my grade in Biology from a 60 to an 80."

"Thats wonderful! I'm so proud of you, honey! How about we celebrate with desert before dinner." She smirked at us. We turn and faced the stairs when we heard footsteps coming down.

"We heard desert!!!" Yelled my two brothers. My older and younger brothers panted as they caught their breath from running.

"You boys dont care about anything but food." Dad said.

"Finally, you get us." Said Spencer, my younger brither who is in middle school. My older brother by one year and two months, Daniel, looked at me."So, that Asian guy is teaching your class, huh?" He smirked."Dont you have a thing for Asian guys?"

"Yeah, so?"

"Dont let me catch you two making out after class." He chuckled. I punched him in the arm and he cried.

Mom took us to Brusters for ice cream and frozen yogurt. I was surprised at who I saw sitting at one of the outside tables.

Vonny and Min Yoongi. I wanted to approach them but what if they were on a date. I dont wanna disturb them.

But then I said duck that and went over to them.

"Y/N, what are you doing here?" She asked."Ah, y'know, here with family. Uh, why are you here with him." I whispered to her.

"Well, he wanted to hand out. He's shy but not a loner."

"Honestly," Yoongi actually started to speak."I-I dont really like speaking in front of other people. I always get picked on for having a low voice. I was scared when I first got here but Namjoon always keeps me safe. Hes like an older brother to me. But when he started teaching today, I was nervous and I felt alone but Vonny has been helping me feel better." He gave a small smile with flushed cheeks.

"Awe, thats so sweet." I smiled. Vonny was blushing too. They looked so cute together.

I had confidence that they would get along pretty well.

I hope I get along with Namjoon too.