What Are You? - Ohmtoonz Fanfiction

My Mistake (19)

"Hey Luke!" I heard a voice and spun around in my chair. Only a few people were already in the classroom. The voice came from a group of giggling girls who asked me politely if I would come over to them. I sat up and walked over, several of them ducked their heads down. One girl held her head up high, she must be the one that spoke to me.

"What's up?" I asked. One girl blushed when I spoke. She hid herself in the back of the group. Most people wouldn't have noticed but I did. The confident girl in the front grabbed her arm and brought her up to me. 

I have a sinking feeling I know where this is going...

"This is Annie." I looked down at her and gave a short smile. "She was wondering what it would take to get your number." Annie let out a squeak and covered the girl's mouth whispering quietly for her to stop. "What? You wanted to know right?" I leaned down slightly towards Annie. She jumped a little at my sudden movement. My face was right above her ear.

"I'm sorry Annie. You seem like a nice girl and all, but I can't give you my number." I put a friendly hand on her shoulder. A blush crept up her face and her shoulders shook lightly. Several of the girls started to whisper to each other over my answer. Someone leaned into the confident girl's ear and said something I didn't catch over the chaos.

"I know she won't, but I will." She responded and stepped up. "Why not?" I took my hand off Annie's shoulder and shot the group a wink.

"I have someone who would be very jealous if I did that. But, you really do seem like a nice girl Annie." I addressed her. "You're very cute too. Don't be upset okay?" I winked. A bunch of the girls went quiet as Annie's entire face turned red. Then they erupted into short bursts of strange noises. I took that as my cue to leave and walked back to my seat after . I checked the clock. A few minutes until class starts.

Today we didn't have Ms. Myers. Ryan said that the teachers flip every day. So, we had someone named Mr. True. I wonder if he's stricter on arriving early. Most people were here already. I stood up and checked my phone. Ryan hadn't sent me any texts. My foot tapped anxiously on the ground. I wonder what he's doing...

I saw that one kid that picks on Ryan walk in with a group of boys. The boys came and sat down in the class and he left with another guy at his side. Must have been just dropping them off to their class.

I'm not going to pretend like I didn't see the looks Ryan was receiving this morning. Some of them were just confused or shocked but...the ones from their group were different.

More hostile.

For a second I saw a sparkle in Ryan's eye when they had those shocked looks on their faces. But it vanished when everything turned hostile. 

A new teacher walked into the room. He had a strict look to him, tall and poised. His hair was slicked back and his skin was flawless. He had a few beauty marks on his face. His waist was skinny but he had broad shoulders that gave him a strong look. To anyone else he was probably very handsome. In fact several of the girls all started to turn around and whisper when he walked in. They giggled and gossiped. Even some of the guys commented on the way he looked. He wrote his name on the board. Mr. True. Under that he wrote out T-R-O-Y in large letters. 

The bell rang and he set down a briefcase on the desk. He shot a glare over the class and coughed loudly. The class quieted down. The entire room was silent while he glanced up and down from the desks to the paper. He went across Ryan's desk and crossed something out on the paper with a grumble. He did the rest of the class and called our attention to the front. He circled his name. 

"Hello class. We're going to go through this whole spiel again because some of you," His eyes fell onto a few different students, "Can't seem to get this right. I'm Mr. True. Yes I am fully aware that to you pea brained Americans that my name looks like 'True' But if you took the time to pay attention to the words I say and not how I look you would realize that the correct pronunciation is 'Troy'. You better learn that fast because if not I will pronounce your name wrong every day. Got it?" A few whispers went around the room. "Good no shut up about my name and pay attention to this lesson!"