Walk Away

Chapter 2

I stepped out of the cafeteria after excusing myself to go to the bathroom, even though I didn't really have to go, and sighed in relief. I was finally away from them. Now don't get me wrong, I love both of them, but seeing them together just bruised my heart a little more everytime; mostly because I knew that they were perfect together.

I started the journey to my next class, seeing as lunch was about to end. I had literature with one of my favorite teachers, Ms. Suete. Her name was pronounced 'sweet', so obviously, due to her being both beautiful and young, the boys called her 'sweet thang'.

She definitely lived up to her name though, because she was very sweet. In fact, she was so sweet that she brought candy to us sometimes. Amazing.

But that isn't why she was my favorite teacher. She was my favorite teacher because she was understanding, caring, and passionate about what she taught. That's why literature was my favorite class; it was my favorite subject and had my favorite teacher.

I walked into the class, and immediately noticed something was off. Everyone was stiff in their seats, and nobody was talking. They all turned to me.

"Ava Rodman. Why are you late?"

Without turning to look at the voice, I looked at the clock and frowned. "But we still have a min-"

"Sit down before I mark you late."

Great. It was Mr. Greenstein, probably the meanest sub we've ever gotten. For some reason, Mrs. Suete really liked him, so we always had him as substitute. I was curious, because he was always grumpy and mean and I didn't think anyone could like him.

"Sit down and write a two page essay on why anyone would elect Donald Trump as president."

That's how he always was, blunt and straight to the point. I hated it.

I raised my hand. "Excuse me, where's Mrs. Suete?"

His eyes softened at the mention of her and he said, "she's taking care of something important right now. She'll probably be back by next Monday."

Great! A whole week without her.