I'm yours

Part 1

It was the first day of the final school year. Beth and Deb were 12th graders, finally.
“Hey, did you hear that we have a new Math teacher?“ Debbie asked Elizabeth enthusiastically. “What? Why? Mr. Melbourne was great, why did he leave us?” Beth asked her best friend in surprise. “He was not great, but horrible. He was good to you only because you had a 100% on every test.” Deb answered like she was disgusted by even mentioning his name.

 They went into the classroom and Deb sat in the front row so she could hear all the news in the school from Emily, while Beth sat next to the windows. The remaining students in their class started coming in, filling in the empty seats. While staring out of the window at the trees and the sun that was hiding behind the clouds, she was half listening to other girls talking about the new teacher. They described him as a tall creature with a God-given face. That word snapped her out and she slowly looked at the girl who said it with a ‘WTF’ expression on her face. Yes, only Jennifer can say something stupid like that.  Soon after it rang, the door opened.
Just in time, through the door walked in a man carrying one of those student bags over his shoulder. He really was tall, well, taller than Beth. ‘Well, hello to you, too.’ Beth thought, but then quickly shook off that thought. ‘Stop that! There is nothing special about him. Maybe his eyes, yes. Who in the world has red eyes?’ Beth discussed with herself inside her head. He put the bag on his table and with swift moves took out some papers. „Good morning. As you already knew, I'm your substitute for Mr. Melbourne, Sebastian Michaelis. If someone wants to know what is wrong with him or why is he absent and such…”, he said and had a little pause while looking at the students, “I have no idea.” He smoothly finished his line and rolled his eyes. “No, seriously, everyone keeps asking me that. I’m tired of that and I don’t want to hear it anymore. So… just don’t.” When the teacher finished his little speech, Beth noticed some students looking at each other with those ‘this guy is awesome’ look and thought how he was more of a crazy guy. But it’s not up to her to judge. One thing she noticed and that she liked was that he wore Converse shoes, black, the same as hers, only his were obviously larger.
“Okay.” He said and took some paper in his hands. “Marty Walker?” he called one student’s name. “Here.” A deep voice answered from the back of the classroom. “Please stand up, Marty.” When he did, teacher continued with his interrogation. “So, Marty… you come here often?” he asked and the classroom soon became filled with laughter. Marty, who was probably one of those problematic kids and most likely a stupid one, shrugged his shoulders and said:”Not really. I ditch some classes.” Once again, the class started laughing while the teacher smiled and slowly nodded his head. “Thank you, Marty. You may sit down.” He said and went on to the next student, but kept asking random questions. Beth was the last one on the list. “Elizabeth Brant.” She was surprised with the way he said her name. So smooth yet so… sharp. Only a few people said it in that way, only few. As she was getting up, the chair she was sitting on screeched loudly against the floor. Since she hadn’t had a lot of space between her and a boy’s table who sat behind her, she pushed his table with the chair. Brian, the boy’s name, was leaning in his chair and a sudden push from his table made him lost his balance. “H-hey!” he shouted while desperately trying to catch onto something, but ended up falling down, knocking down a billboard from the wall. “Oow…” Brian moaned from the floor while everyone were watching at him and Beth. Beth awkwardly turned to the teacher and nodded her head as if she was saying ‘yes, this is who I am’.
“Elizabeth Brant, everyone. Thank you Elizabeth, you may sit down.” He joked and blinked a few times, thinking what just happened.
‘Why me?’ Beth thought. She was the clumsy type of a person and incidents like this struck her in public, most of the time.
“Now, please prepare your pens or something to write with because you’ll be writing a test.” The teacher suddenly said while taking the papers from his table. For only a second, there was a complete silence in class, when someone loudly asked “What?”. “Well, how else am I going to check your knowledge of math?” he innocently asked and looked at his students. “But-… It’s the…”, “Sorry, no objections.” His ‘innocent’ face quickly turned to the neutral one in a moment. “You have 20 minutes. When you’re done, give it to me and then you’re free to go.”
Beth almost smiled at the easiness of the test. It contained materials from the past 3 years and they were the basic ones. As smart as she was when it came to math, she wrote it in few minutes, handed the test and went out, followed by many surprised looks from her classmates.