Mr Smith

Mr Smith is Not A Very Romantic Person

She spied him from the science block window. Mr Tracy had invited her into the team room, but, as much as Mr Tracy wouldn't admit, she was much more interested in Mr Smith.

"Fionn?" She snapped her head away from the window.
"I asked if you um- if you- if-"
"Spit it out," Fionn almost groaned, watching as Austin's face twisted.
"Coffee?"
"That'd be great,"
"Dash of milk, two sugars please. I'll be in the art block," Austin looked defeated.
"Well... I'll be off. See you in a minute I guess..."
When Fionn left the team room, Austin sobbed into his coat sleeve.
"Austin?" Austin looked up. Damen stood at the door, with a welcoming smile and warm dad hug. Austin ran to him, weeping into his chest. Damen slowly rubbed his back to calm him, ruffling Austin's pale green shirt.
There was a long silence in the science team room that lunch, Austin sat away from everyone, looking at the small pile of paper next to him. One was for Miss Blues about stuff, he grabbed it and ripped it apart then threw it in the bin as he stormed out the room with his coat over his shoulders.

Miss Blues stared out the window again. Her lunch in front of her as she thought about Mr Smith. Her cheeks a pale pink and eyes all dreamy. Someone walked up to her and called her name. She didn't respond, she was too caught in her imagination to realise. They tapped her shoulder. She faced them, frowning.
"Ah- Miss...can I get your opinion on my painting?" It was Pyro and a close friend of hers, Chloé. Pyro gripping a a3 painting to her chest.
"Yeah sure whatever." Pyro looked hurt and handed over the painting. Miss Blues looked at it and raised her eyebrow. "Jesus uh, it's worse than your class work." Pyro silently gasped, Chloé put her hand on her shoulder. Pyro grabbed he painting and ran out the room, trying her best to hold back tears. Chloé glared at Miss Blues before running after Pyro, but lost her.

She hid behind the science block, her painting crumpled from Miss' grip. She looked at it, she put her heart into this painting. More sobs could be heard from further behind the block which caught Pyro's
attention. Wiping her eyes, she walked further down and saw a familiar figure standing there, face in hands, shivering in the cold air. Mr Tracy.

Lunch was close to finishing and Mr Smith started to set up his lesson. Placing everyone's books at each desk, humming to himself, he heard high heels coming towards the door. He looked over and saw Miss Blues, her shirt undone a little more than it usually was. Her hair was more frizzy than earlier and it caught Sir off guard.
"Umm- h-hello,"
"Hi. How're you?" She said and sat on a desk, placing one leg over the other. Sir looked at the books he was holding and whispered a reply, "I'm just fine thank you..."
She beamed and looked him up and down. Her heart beginning to race as she started to become jolty. Her smile quivering. Her fingers tapping. Mr Smith was growing scared.
"M-Miss I'm a little busy, is there any other time you can come?"
"Oh yes! Anytime for you~" she said and sashayed out the door leaving sir to his book handing out. He stared and shook a little.
"Mr Smith?" Another person came through the door a little worried about Sir. "Are you alright? You look scared,"
"I'm alright Robyn...just saw something that scared me." He shook his head and placed he last book down on the correct desk and sat at the computer, bringing up that afternoon's PowerPoint. Robyn walked to her seat and sat. Unzipping her bag she got her pencil case out and proceeded to flip through her book to see the marking sir had put in. One page had a word that went off into a long line across the page. She tilted her head in surprise.
"Sir? Why do I have a line across my page?" He looked over, confused, as he didn't remember doing that. Then it hit him. Miss Blues came in then and scared him as he was writing in Robyn's book. That's how the line came from the end of a word.
"Someone made me jump. I'm really sorry..." he looked upset and looked at the keyboard. "It's alright sir. I can still see what you and I have put." She smiled which made Sir feel better.

The whole lesson felt slightly off. Sir kept mumbling at times and forgetting a few things. He quickly set work for everyone and sat down, rubbing his forehead. Miss' actions stayed plastered in his mind. He quickly left the room to grab some water. Mrs Penneth walked into the maths team room and saw sir.
"Shouldn't you be teaching?" Sir nodded and looked over. She frowned and came over and sat down.
"Is everything alright? You don't look well," sir shook his head and drank a little more.
"It's..it's Miss Blues. She was very seductive earlier and it scared me. She keeps following me around sometimes around school. Staring too. It makes me really uncomfortable," he looked at his watch and sighed. "I must get back to my class."
"I'll bring this up to the head of year alright? I don't want you to be uncomfortable with another teacher. She sounds off to me," and with that, they both left.

"Robyn?" Fionn called, from the seat at the front of the art room.
"Um... Yes?"
"What colour scheme should you use to paint the background?"
"Um... Green?" Fionn came into shouting.
"I TOLD YOU BEFORE. THE COLOUR SCHEME IS GREEN! YOU NEVER LISTEN! YOU JUST MESS AROUND AND NEVER GET THE WORK DONE!"
"that's what I said," she whispered, and luckily Miss didn't hear.
This pissed Robyn off, and she fought back tears.
"Alright Miss," Robyn's Voice cracked, and it was like being back home again. She came to school to escape the shouting, not hear it all over again...

She ran out of the art room, slamming the door behind her as hard as she could.

She ran across the school, ending up behind the science block. She leans against the wall, crumpling to the soaked floor. She didn't care. She'd left her bag in the art room, but again, she didn't care. She hadn't taken her coat, and she was beginning to feel the butter cold of the wind and the beating of the rain.
"Why does she do this...I shouldn't be crying..." she mumbled, wiping her eyes. She looked up, eyes facing the fence at the back of the school. She sighed, tears falling again. She just cried. She was still hunched over on the floor, and she'd taken her blazer off, wrapping it over her legs in an attempt of staying drier. She grew cold and stood. Walking to the science block door, she swung it open.

Pyro stood at the back of the classroom in front of the sink. Washing away blood, the whole situation was going out of control. Her eyes stinging, ears ringing and hands shaking uncontrollably. She heard more crying, not hers surprisingly, but crushed it off as just Mr Tracy.

    The door outside them opened and more sobs could be heard. Mr Laurent looked over and saw Robyn walk in. "Robyn?" She looked up at them, seeing Mr Tracy and Sylest crying.
"Let me guess...Miss Blues?" She nodded and sobbed over to them, joining the hug.
"She yelled me at about getting the colour scheme correct and she didn't know what I said-" she cried. Pyro dragged her into her arms and held her close. Shushing her carefully, they all stood huddled together, crying.

"Can we get rid of Miss Blues..." Pyro whispered to the others who nodded.
"I want to, badly."

"I just can't believe she hurt you guys too..."

   Mr Smith sat in his car in traffic. He was still shaken up from earlier, Miss Blues' actions planted in his mind. The light turned green and everyone started to move again. He continued to drive all the way home, as quick as he could. Pulling into the drive, he saw the living room light on. His brother had come to visit. With his girlfriend.
"Please no...anything but romance," William -his cat- jumps onto the car and scratches at the roof. Mr Smith groaned and pushed his head onto the top of the steering wheel.