Married To My Best Friend's Girlfriend
The Relationship Project
" Settle down, class." Mr Ruberik said as he stood before his victims- students! He meant students! His arms were crossed, a smirk ever so dangerously placed on his face. In his hand was a manilla folder, papers neatly inside. This would be fun~
All eyes landed on the folder, the smirk on their teacher's face. Some paled, some blinked, and a select few wanted to hide. Mr Ruberik was a great teacher, and sure he could be a little off his rocker, but whenever that smirk was on his face... it ment bad news. For them. Mr Ruberik enjoyed giving them strange projects. Like the lemon one where they had to see how many people in the class could eat one whole without flinching. There was another one around Halloween last year to do with liquid nitrogen and pumpkins...the parking lot was a complete mess after that(they had to see if the orange squash could bounce by dropping it off the school roof). It had been terrifying when ex-student-Freddie managed to get the principal's car. It was amazing that Mr Ruberik's projects didn't get him fired. It certainly had gotten a handful of his students expelled over the seven years he's been teaching. And it was the graduate project that always had the students running. Last years, the graduates had to survive in the Johto zoo for three months. Only some managed to nearly get eaten by a tiger, drown in the polar bear exhibit, etcetera. It certainly wasn't the best project he's ever done. Mr Ruberik's favourite had been in his third year of teaching. He still couldn't remember all of it though. Something to do with ducks...and pie.
" Thank you." Mr Ruberik grinned devishly, the look in his eyes chilling the people in the front row." Now, I believe some of you have heard of this precious, wonderful, beautiful folder."
He drew out the three words in a purr, as if all love was surrounded them. Yes, the folder was to be feared by many. It was so innocently plain and yellow-y. What harm could it possibly do? Plenty. If anyone had older siblings or cousins who had previously attended Ruberik's classes, then there was much to be feared about. A collection of gulping, squeaking and a whole lot of shrinking-in-to-their-seats went around the classroom. There was a brave one who raised an eyebrow at the strange man.
" Many of you have grown to fear this folder. But isn't that silly." Mr Ruberik grins menacingly down at a girl sitting oh-so-innocently in her desk. He flaps the folder, tight grasp on the spine, as if to say NOM NOM NOM. The girl promptly squeaks and begins to blink rapidly as if she was seeing black spots. Weak.
" And this delicious folder contains my newest project. Our most alluring government has finally authorized after much convincing on my behalf." Mr Ruberik grins widely at the class.
" Convincing?" One of the students whispers though anyone could hear it. It was quite a feat to dare to speak during such a terrifying matter. How was he not turning into ash as Mr Ruberik looked down at them?
" Last year, studies showed an increase in young marriages between the ages of 18 and 21 while just this summer they also found an increase in divorce rates between the same age ratio. Due to that fact, the board has given me an A-okay and hardly any restrictions that could possibly hinder your assignment."
The students were confused, but also had a sense of fear as to where this could possibly be going. Even the smart ones had trouble with this equation. Where could he possibly be going with these statistics?
" Saying that, your new assignment, and perhaps my new favourite, will accumulate to about seventy five percent of your grade." The man moved through the rows, looking down at his vic-students with an avrigating smile. Two girls were clinging to each other and a boy seemed to be eating his desk, fingernails ruined." Now then, would you like to know what this project is?"
No one. Nothing. Notta.
The man raised an eyebrow but many could say that his grin turned into a devil's smile. If you drew red horns on the man's head, you wouldn't be able to tell the difference between him and the king of hell." Absolutely fabulous."
Many would have laughed at the statment if it weren't for their teacher opening the folder ever so slowly. He read over a sheet of paper, and no one spoke.
" Now then," Some students jumped at the sudden sound of his voice."This project is to give you the basic concept of a serious, official oath of kinship. For five months, you will have a partner as to which you will equally share duties and care for one another as if in this form of relationship. It is to teach you the skills of living with another, the sort of problems you may incur and how to live on your own, I suppose. But mainly to live as husband and wife."
What?
" For the rest of the year, you and a partner, preferably the opposite sex, will spend a pretend married life." Mr Ruberik walks slowly, dramatically keeping his voice calm and cool." You will keep a document of it on video, using designated cameras. The board has loaned an appropriate living area for you to maintain this project. You will get jobs and will be given quests to complete. They will vary for every couple. It will be as surreal as it can be made.
Surprise, shock and many other emotions decided to come and play with fear.
" The cameras will of course be provided like everything else. You will need to have the permission forms signed into me by next class. Please note that if you don't, you'll fail my class. As for partners, well, that's the fun part." Mr Ruberik smirked." The future husbands will be required to propose to their future wife."
All male students blushed heavily, glared, or did both. Some sunk in their seats or had the nerve to groan. A few girls giggled at the thought of being proposed to. Especially by some of the more physically attractive students.
" However, girls, you can not refuse a proposal after two days. You also can not propose yourself to a male of the class. I am not being sexist, I just believe that the majority of the male population of this class are due for a buck-up. On the other hand, if you are an expressing homosexual, then you should come talk to me about it this week for the arrangement. And if I find out you were bluffing and trying to make this project easy with your best friend, you and your partner will forced upon each other in front of you entire grade."
There was plenty of blushing that went around the room. It looked like a population of weird looking tomatoes. Or strawberries.
" Also, the girls can not refuse their proposer. There's no need to waste time. You only have till the end of the week to find a partner. There are bonus points to those who get the confidence to actually do it sooner than later. Tuesday tomorrow will earn you two, Wednesday for one and a half, and Thursday for one."
Mr Ruberik is back at the front of the class. A most evil smile over takes his devilish smirk.
" Oh, and any current relationships are terminated. Meaningless. I will not allow you to take advantage of your current unsingle status. So say good bye to your signifigant other for the next few months."
" WHAT?"
Outrage actually managed to over come the class. Some were pissed, red faced and fuming. There were a few who actually looked a little relieved. And there were those who seemed to turn into statues.
" Oh calm down." The man rolls his eyes and waves his hand." This isn't a real marriage. And isn't this just a charming way to see if you can still love your little bf or gf or whatever? So sit down and hush up before I pronounce you husband or wife to some boy or girl I point at."
Fear quickly came back and the students complied.
" Alrighty then, the ceremonial bit will take place on Saturday at your new home. Parents are invited of course. It will be a formal event so wear suitable clothing. There will be no maid of honours or bridesmaid or best-mans or what not. This is not a real wedding. Try not to get too excited."
The teacher clears his throat and motions to the papers set on the table upfront before the chalk board. It's a fairly high stack that's been split into three separate files.
" These are all the permission forms and paperwork needed to be signed and gone over with your parents. The board also told me to tell you that it is recommended to go over the papers with a lawyer to qualm any law insecurities." Mr Ruberik rolls his eyes." Any ways, they are due at the beginning of next class. A summary of the project will also be sent to your parents to ensure that you have no ways of escaping."
The ever so cheerful man seemed to skip as he opened the door." Oh, and welcome to the Relationship Project!"
The door slammed shut behind him.
Redone to my liking. I hope you can enjoy it more :)