The Perfect Hybrid

CHAPTER V

Skylar

The only good thing about detention will be seeing the hottest teacher in our school.

Fortunately for me, Mrs. Salazar has some more important things to do than dealing with an honor student in detention. Did I mention I'm an honor student? Yeah, I am an honor student, together with my bestfriend (who seemed to be hard to find today).

Anyway, going back to the topic. Since, Mrs. Salazar will not be there, the hunk of a teacher, Mr. Jared Tyler will take her place.

To say the least, Mr. Tyler is kind of both the coolest and hottest teacher in our school. He is just perfect in the eyes of so many people, mine included. To most girls, he is the perfect guy they could ask for. He's handsome, smart, patient, and well, the list goes on. He's also very approachable and sociable which makes everyone likes him. And when I say everyone, I mean it. Everyone.

The principal and the other teachers are always praising how intelligent he was. The girls are always swooning when he's around. And the guys in our school are always surrounding him, making others think that he is also one of the students. He likes to hang out with everyone which sometimes irritates me because Hello? Where is the professional line? Anyway, I only admire how he's both good-looking and intelligent at the same time. I mean, he is after all, the youngest teacher in our school.

Oh yeah, I almost forgot, he also has this amazing smile that is always on his face.

He's flawless inside and out. But every time I see him, I always think that something is off. Despite everything he has, I feel that he is not genuinely happy. And everything we know about him was just a face. I feel like he is just putting up a front for the sake of everybody around him.

And that theory of mine only intensified when I saw him alone one time.

I saw him for the first time without the smile on his face. He was alone. And he was simply looking out somewhere. He didn't even notice my slow approach so I got to see his eyes. He is looking out but not really seeing. Observing him, I realized that this is different from Mr. Tyler that everyone sees. His figure seemed defeated. His eyes are glazed over with unshed tears.

When he finally felt my presence, the smile came back to his face. Although seemed forced, he still managed to make it look natural. But I am no fool. They say that eyes are the windows to one's soul. Looking straight into them, I finally know what he's really feeling inside. Anguish. Despair.

The sound of the classroom door jolted me back to the present.

"Miss Tempest!" he started once he's in front. "You know it's unbecoming for honor students to slack off and get detention."

Uh. "I didn't slack off."

"Yes well, your bestfriend was hanging around the hallways earlier while Mrs. Salazar caught you sleeping in her class."

Right.

"I can explain. We were both distracted on our way to school. Some stuff started happening."

Though the amused smile is still placed on his lips, Mr. Tyler's "interested" reaction seemed pretty genuine enough so I continued. "And we met Hunter this morning."

I did not miss the falter of his smile the moment I said that.

"Norwood? Hunter Norwood?" he asked with scrutinizing eyes.

"Uh, yeah. The one and only." Seeing his eyes like that, I just had to ask. "Mr. Tyler, is there something wrong with that?"

His face immediately softened the moment the question left my lips. Though smiling, the apprehension is still pretty clear in his eyes. "Everything's fine. Everything will be," he said before looking back up. "So, was that the reason you two were both aloof?"

"Sort of, well, there are other things. But I don't think you'll believe me."

"Try me."

Mr. Tyler's eyes became guarded as I recounted the morning events to him. There were also times when he kept glancing at the door and windows. He visibly paled when I told him about Ella's dream as well as the reason, I landed myself in detention.

When I finally finished my story, he had this faraway look in his face and muttered, "It's time."

I tilted my head at his comment, "Time? What time? Time for what?"

He probably didn't mean for me to hear it because he seemed to force himself to relax. He looked at me and said, "Time for you to head back home." For the first time since I first saw him here, his smile is genuine and seemed to really reach his eyes.

Seriously! I just told him that weird stuff has been happening to us since this morning. How can someone like him have different kinds of emotions and smiles genuinely at the end of it all?

"It's fine. I am letting you off now," he said as he gathers his stuff from the desk. "Besides, I heard you kids are going to have a bonfire party by the woods, right?"

"Nah., I think I'm staying in. I am not really in the mood for a party." And with what has just happened, I prefer to stay in the safety of my cozy home.

He was about to leave when he placed a hand on my shoulder, "You have to―"

"Finally. I am finally coming to you, to be with you, Haven. Wait for me. I will finally be with you, forevermore."

I let out a huge breath and whipped my head from side to side while blinking, as if to wake myself from the flash of scene that happened a few seconds ago before my eyes. I looked at the door and noticed that Mr. Tyler has already left the room. I closed my eyes as I tried to compose myself.

That vision.

What's the meaning of this?

What's happening?

I immediately ran out of the classroom, praying that I would catch up to him. With all the events this morning, as well as the different visions I was having. I need answers. And I will get answers from those who are involved in my visions.

Because according to the latest scene that was played before my eyes, someone is going to die.

And I need to warn him before it's too late.

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