Eye Of The Beholder

Quali-TEA

CPOV

It's noon. Soft winds carry sounds and smells of a creek nearby, I feel the warm sun on my skin and the shadows of the weeping willow dance on my face. I hear a sweet voice singing songs of days past. It's calming. In a sense of familiarity, I stay like this for what feels like hours.

Only to be awakened by the loud obnoxious voice of my alarm telling me it's time to get ready for the day that will not be as soothing and peaceful as my dream. I start my day as per usual; with a quick brushing of teeth, washing my face and cleaning the points of my ears. Yes you read that correctly. The points of my ears, you see I am what most would call a Cyclops. Now no need to worry, your stories of us tend to be a bit misleading and taken from OLD folklore that to be honest are a bit racist but hey, not many know that so you get a freebee. I finish getting cleaned up and get dressed to go to class. 

"Black and blue, black and grey, black on black ohhhh blue and grey let's switch it up a bit. What do you think, Captain?" I pull out the blue and grey sweatshirt for Captain, my blue nose pit. He gives me what I take as a nod of approval and finish getting dressed.

I walk downstairs to my kitchen to make some food, and no I don't eat babies, you monster. Just unborn chickens. They're pretty nutritious. I make extra to go knowing full well that Babs would have forgotten to eat or had her usual breakfast(when she remembers). The breakfast of champions as she calls it; "Blue Cow energy drink and some Skinny Kevin jerky", super healthy I know. God she is probably one of the smartest people on earth but is a total wreck when it comes to her health. After I finish I give Capt'in a quick walk around the block which gives him enough time to do his business.

Traffic to school was total shit. The security was not as shit but still shit. Parking was shit. And to make matters worse it started pouring, soooo shit. I had to run into the building to not get totally soaked. I got there just in time to really only have my hair take most of the damage; but at the last moment I ended up being hit by those water walls created by cars going through a puddle right by me, so shit. Once in the classroom I went by the free coffee stand that my home room teacher was kind enough to offer but was to be honest cold, but I mean at least she was trying, right? That's when I see her, the little upside down sunflower. 

Babs is wearing her signature yellow sweater folded up to her elbows, showing the cuff of her white dress shirt. Her black silk bow and her green blue bob that she loves so much. As I'm looking she catches my eye and waves, calling out "Morning shithead! Did you bring me my drugs?". Which of course she only yells seeing as we're the only 2 in the classroom.

"Of course I did, what kind of amateur do you think I am?", I do my best pimp walk toward her and hand her the 'drugs' very suspiciously-like. 

"Oh yeah that's the good stuff... Hey!!! You spilled coffee on this you shithead! This is a colored-coordinated, Cornell Method, and in perfect handwriting and you spill crappy dollar coffee on it!?" she smacks me with her notes. The notes she took four years ago and was kind enough to lend me. 

"Look first of all, that is high quality TEA, second you're never going to use these again seeing as you're the teacher, and third take your breakfast. I don't see your usual blue cow energy drink, so here". She gives me an eye roll that would make a bowling bowl jealous. 

"Number one, That doesn't give you the right to just go spilling the tea. Number Two I am not the teacher I am simply a TA, number three you missed the perfect opportunity to say quali-TEA and you missed it! And number 4, thank you but who are you my mom?! ". We continue our normal back and forth as the class begins to fill up. We finally stop once Professor Bianchi comes in her slow amble but cute pace.

She is the world's most renowned historian, and has been teaching at our Uni for the last 50 years. You could see that it's getting kind of old for her. Not to say that she isn't a great lecturer, when she does lecture, but for the most part she just gives Babs a topic to go over with the class and lets her do the talking. Now Babs,thank the lord, is very capable at teaching students much older than her and does an amazing job. Not just saying that because she is a close friend but she really is. Now Professor Bianchi will chime in every once in a while with a fact that can not be found in any normal text book and then goes back to napping. Or as she simply calls it, "Resting her eyes". She really only started doing this when Babs took over the TA position because anyone with a good eye(ah, see what I did there? lol) could tell that Babs could teach a rock the alphabet.