Tonight (I wish you did your homework)

A brief inquiry into history teachers

Ragina's POV

I told Rome under no circumstances should he bother Ratty and Juicika tonight. Whatever they had going on made me so violently uncomfortable but it was also kinda beautiful in a way.

But of course he didn't listen to me and disturbed them anyway. I suppose it was for good reason though. Mr. MacDonald had rocked up.

"Why did you invite him to your party?" Juicika turns to Rome, her obnoxious juice-box costume hitting him in the process.

"Well I didn't now did I? juice-box," Rome replies. "He's just shown up."

"IM A POPPER!" She shrieks.

Ratty joins us on Rome's porch. "What's all this then?"

"Mr. MacDonald is here." I reply, keeping my eyes locked onto the teacher, who was making his way over to the punch table.
Now the four of us were just staring at the unsuspecting penguin man through the crowd.

"Oh that old fart?" Ratty says, screwing his nose up.

"You guys are the same age." Rome reminds him.

"Well he's just a fart then."

I shake my head and start heading towards Mr. MacDonald. It was really weird that he had shown up to a high-school costume party on a Tuesday, but I wanted to welcome him nonetheless. 

"Mr. MacDonald?"

He turns to me in surprise.
"Oh, hey Ragina," he greets. "I like your costume."

I was dressed up as boss baby.

"Thanks." I reply. "I like yours."

"I like penguins."
He looked really cute.

"Why are you here sir? If you don't mind me asking." I pause. "It is a highschool party."

"Well I go to a high-school don't i?" He shrugs, passing me a cup of fruit punch.

"I suppose you d-,"

"Ragina!"

I was cut off by Rome yelling my name. Nice one Rome you've done it again.
I smile at Mr. MacDonald, trying to ignore my friend's calls. What could he possibly want? Just let me mingle with my handsome history teacher.

"I guess I'm not the only one looking for your attention tonight." Mr. MacDonald says, referring to Rome. He seems to regret saying it as soon as it leaves his mouth.
I see the panic in his eyes as he steps forward, almost stumbling. "I didn't mean to say that." He trips on his own foot, knocking into the table beside us, and spilling his cup all over my shirt.

"I'm so sorry." He grabs some napkins and tries cleaning it up.

It was an embarrassing situation that I wanted to get out of, and as if on queue, Rome yells out to me again. "Ragina!"

Without hesitation, I flee the scene. I find Rome, Juicika and Ratty

"There you are." Rome grabs my shoulder. "I spoke to Sedona's dad."

"You what?"

"Yeah. I stole her phone and called her dad. I told him about how Sedona is kind of a bully. About how she's always calling you Ragina Vagina, and he is forcing her to be nice to us." He laughs evilly.

"Wow Rome that's great." I say, not really listening. I was all sticky from being covered in punch and my boss baby costume was ruined. "I think I'm gonna go home."

"Oh." He nods understandingly when he notices my clothes. "See you tomorrow then."

"Bye guys." I wave at the three of them, heading down the driveway. I was lucky because Rome and I lived on the same street. I didn't have to walk very far.

-

The next day we had music class first up. Something I was actually decent at. We were meeting our new teacher for the first time.

"I bet it'll be a she." Rome says.

"No. it'll be a he." Juicika insists.

"I just hope they don't spill things on me." I mutter quietly. Rome and Juicika giggle.

We walk into class and the teacher is sitting at his new desk. Juicika was right. He was a he. And he was gorgeous. Dare I say even more so than Mr. MacDonald.

"Hey class. I'm George. But a lot of my friends call me Mr. Worldwide. I do prefer George though ." He introduces himself. "I'd like to spend today just getting to know each other. Let me know where you guys are at, if you play any instruments and such."