Are you Richard Brook or Moriarty?

First day of Year 12 CH1

I was running, books piled in my arms. Im late ON MY FIRST DAY OF YEAR 12! I thought to myself, I was frustrated now. Why do I have to wake up late... The teacher is going to kill ME! Ugh.

I burst through the door, and tripped through the doorway, that caused me to fall, with books and papers flying everywhere.

"Glad you could join us" the teacher exclaimed in a low sarcastic tone.

"Ssoorryy" I said loudly then cringing at how loud I spoke.

He tapped his fingers on his desk waiting for me to pick up my papers and books.

I looked up glancing at the teacher quickly analyzing him. He seemed pretty neat, attractive, smart, he wore a suit Westwood? I think. He rolled his eyes. "Come on" he said impatiently.

"Sorry" I apologized again.

I got up and went and sat down waiting for the teacher to begin. He was still staring at me. Oh no I'm in trouble, I can already tell that I'm not his favorite student.

"I'm Mr Brooks, and I'm taking your English class because Mr Kensington has retired." I look away from Mr Brook and looked out the window and got lost in thought. I can't help but wonder if I'm going to be a straight A student in this class, probably not seeming he isn't happy, I thought to myself. I then snapped back into the real world, everyone was looking at me. I looked to the teacher who was Waiting for a response to some question. "Pardon?" I said looking at Mr Brooks, I read his body language and he isn't happy and his eyes wanted me dead.

"What is your name?" He asked he was trying to be calm but I could still tell he wasn't calm.

I stared blankly at him for a few seconds. "Jamie Swan" I said.

"Well Jamie" he says in a low tone, "see me after class."

I stare him. The way he said it made me feel sick.

"Ok?"he asks.

"Uh ok" I said in an irritate voice, all he is doing is picking on me, everyone else is talking while I'm not talking at all. Rage boiled inside me I wanted to kick him!

He raised an eyebrow "do you want to come in at lunch too and write lines. "

Lines really.... REALLY!!!! "No Sir" I said trying hard not to loose it.

"Good" he managed to smile.

****

Throughout the class Mr Brooks stared at me, I felt extremely uncomfortable; but I did not dare show him, I do not want him to have his victory.

After the lesson he held me back. "Do you know why you have to stay back after class?" he asked.

"Uhhhh" I am not in the mood for this guy I thought. "Because I came in late" I said knowing that was not the only reason why.

"No" he glared, he knew that I knew the reason. "It's because you were rude and didn't pay attention to what I was trying to teach."

"Ok" I said slowly. "How long are you planning to keep me in"

His eyes burning into mine. "Hmmm I haven't decided"

I glared at him. He said that on purpose.

"Don't do that" he almost yells. I jump in shock. He clears his throat "please don't be so rude." he said through his teeth.

"Sorry." I said and stared innocently into his eyes.

"I can see right through you, Do not bother with acting innocent and sweet with me Jamie"

I stared at him.

He stared back, I looked into his eyes, he attempted to look annoyed, but I could see that he was really not, he was enjoying this.

I could not help but smile.

He looks at me in surprise. "What" he asked.

"Nothing" I said.

He was about to speak then his phone went off. He completely forgot about me "Jim Mor" he stopped and remembered I was still standing there. He looked at me. "Come back at the end of the day"

"What!?" I groaned.

"Go" he demanded.

I left and went to my locker, I placed my books neatly in my locker then I grab my food and searched for my friends Jane, Matt and Sheryl.