Chapter 2
He frantically looked around, his hands lifting up the whole row of senior lockers behind him to smash through the door.
"Ms Swann?"
He looked down for a second, grimacing at the wreck that the lockers had become for a while before leaping above it heroically to get to her.
He saw that she was slumped in her chair, glass shards from the window covering her frame. He wept for a while, his body shaking with his sobs while the yr 10 commerce class looked upon the scene.
"Ms Swann!"
He wailed, tears streaming down his face.
He walked closer to her, navigating through his blurry vision before grasping her by her shoulders and brushing off the shards of glass from her body.
"Hey! What are you doing with my woman?"
Mr Passlow, as well as the audience coming from the commerce class in D1 suddenly turned to look at the new person in the picture.
"Mr Yee?"
"Yes, it's me. You might not know this, but… We're married. Now back to class. Mr Passlow, I'd like to have a word with you outside…"
Walking back to her classroom, Sophia sat back in her typical commerce seat, looking down at her laptop and looking through numerous websites in order to help gain more information for her history assessment. After a while, she noted that Mr Yee had finished up with his deep conversation with Mr Passlow concerning the old hag and had come to play a video in the background; a show Mr Yee put on concerning juries and our court system in general. The gold and red background on the television behind the woman talking… The background…
She slumped down in her seat, shutting her laptop lit down and lying down, resorting to watching the extremely mundane show. Pictures flashed across the screen, depicting the stories that the lady was going on about. Pictures, pictures, the woman… then the red-gold screen…
The girl next to her smiled, noting the fact that Mr Yee had momentarily stopped spinning around in his chair… only to see him start again when a new woman was introduced onto the screen. Each time the other lady appeared, he would start turning idly in his D1 office chair…
"Or should they get the kiss of life?"
The girl sitting a seat away from Sophia, Amelia Sparke, laughed at that specific statement…
A while later, Mr Yee turned the lights back on and began droning on about juries and the video that he had just forced us to watch. I stared at the green blackboard and
Then soon after, the old hag made an appearance, brandishing a large stack of Macquarie University Open Day booklets.
"Got your work experience yet?"
She sneered at me before chucking three booklets onto our tables and walking around, tossing more booklets onto tables around the classroom.
She addressed the whole class, giving a monotonous lecture on work experience and about universities in general before leaving with a faint smile on her lips and greeting Mr Yee once again, her face flushing a deep pink.
He smiled back at her before closing the door after her and putting on a new video for us to watch.
"Now… uh… This video… talks about… the legal system, and so this will be pretty useful… So for the people who aren't interested in this, just look at the screen and merely appear interested… that would be better than not watching it at all and playing on your laptops… Shut the screens."
The class let out a collective sigh.
I noted with care that:
The screen that Mr Yee continuously pause the video at had the woman dressed conservatively in a black suit with a white shirt looking shocked and having the strangest look upon her oily, and rather pink, face.
Whenever the video was on, he would smile creepily and make comments about her- e.g. "Notice she's a lawyer, notice she's got a nice sort of suit on… She looks good!"
"L, stop doing whatever you're doing on your computer. NOW."
I looked up from my computer screen before closing it as quickly as I could.
"Honey, you're such a great teacher, won't you just do one thing for me… and go out to that newest café on the corner like you promised before?"
The old hag sauntered into the room, fanning her face dramatically and sighing.
"Honey, I know I'm a great teacher, but I just can't back down." Mr Yee looked away from her, glancing out of the windows of D1.
"Honey, you know I love you, will you come, now?"
"Honey, I love you… but…"
Mr Yee noticed the class had gone quiet and that everyone was listening to him.
"Ah shit. Fine."
He snarled, his eyes glinting malevolently in the light before striding out, his wife hanging on his arm.