Good Morals [Larry Stylinson]

Ch. Two | You Should be Mine

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The next day was no different than the last, for either boys. Harry woke up around seven, got to school at eight, and started his boring classes, doing the work but not paying too much attention. When lunch came around he sat and talked with his friends like always, which he enjoyed.

   Louis, on the other hand, had just gotten to school, the time being ten-thirty exactly. He was smiling today, even when his amazing class hadn't started yet, he felt so happy just being there-a kind of joy he hasn't felt in a while. It felt so incredible, and it was hard to describe. He unlocked his classroom door, flicking on the light switch and setting his bag by his desk, pulling out his folders and laptop, setting them on top of the desk. He plopped down in his chair and took out his phone to check the time. He had forgotten to wear his watch. He had woken up late, forgetting to set his alarm the night before. So he had to rush a bit, still thankful he somehow woke up before his class had started. He had brushed through his hair only once, so it was a bit more messy than usual. He was wearing a short-sleeved, white button-up, and a pair of black jeans. It wasn't the most professional outfit for teaching, but he didn't think it really mattered. He had also worn a black blazer, but that was now off of him and hung on the back of his chair. He opened his laptop to check for any emails or anything the principal might have sent out. He noticed something, which was an email from someone named Jordan Redd. It took a second to register the name, but he remembered that that was his American student. She had sent the email to everyone in the class it seemed, and it just simply said her birthday was tomorrow. Louis smiled a bit, and clicked on the couple replies below the original email, saying happy birthday and saying they would get something for her. Louis thought it was a bit weird, almost like Jordan was being...well...he wasn't sure what the word was, but it wasn't very positive. He just stared blankly at his screen for a bit, before being snapped out of his trance at the sound of a locker slamming. Or someone being slammed against a locker. Of course panic instantly ran through his body, so he rushed to the door and looked out, seeing someone standing by their locker. Someone he did not recognize. He guessed that they just shut their locker too hard, because nobody else was around. Just then the bell rang, meaning his students would be coming in just a few minutes. He quickly went back to his desk, and sat down in the old chair, checking his phone again. He watched a couple of his students walk in, "Hey Mariah, and Jordan, who's birthday is tomorrow," Mr. Tomlinson smiled and watched the other kids pile in as well. "And hello to everyone else," he smiled brightly, standing up. "Today," he started again, walking over to close the door, "We're going to be doing something that I would like to consider more fun than last time. Nothing too complex, of course," he lightly chuckled. "Today your assignment is to simply get into groups of..." he frowned, "We're missing someone," he said, pretty much to himself. He looked over his students once more, and realized who was missing; Brianna. "Has anyone seen Brianna today," he asked. "She
got sick I think," one of the boys, Liam, said. Louis just nodded, "Well then that works out fine, get into groups of two for me. Then once you have figured that out, your task is to recreate a scene from a Shakespeare play," he pursed his lips, "I know, you've heard Shakespeare before, in English, probably. But it can be from any one of them," he raised his eyebrows, "The only catch is, you have to interpret it differently. Don't just recreate the exact scene, add something to it," he finished talking, and watched as his students looked at each other, smiling a bit. He watched them quickly get into groups of two; Mariah and Jordan, Harry and Niall, and Zayn and Liam. He leaned down to the small drawer that held his sweets. Of course he needed one every class, because why not, right? He took out a chocolate, unwrapping it and popping it into his mouth. He looked back up to see the kids chatting, laughing, seeming to have a good time. He leaned against his desk, watching over the kids. "Alright, guys, you have about three minutes left to prepare," Louis said, making a few students look up, "You didn't tell us we were being timed," Niall exclaimed. "The world is full of surprises," Louis raised his eyebrows the boy. Maybe he shouldn't be so casual, this was his job. But he knew the school in general didn't pay much mind to this class. So they hurried up, and first up was Harry and Niall. They stood in the center of the room while everyone watched. They stared at each other, Niall leaning closer to say something only Harry could hear. Harry smiled a bit, and they began.