Guess who's decided to post all the rest of her Pydia stuff here?

Prompt was: Anonymous: pydia - AU, where he is her teacher.

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Almost done, she thinks as she walks into her history class. Her last semester and then she can get out of this idiotic town that offers no challenge, finally.

There's still a minute or two before the bell rings but she's surprised that Mrs. Murry isn't there yet.

When the bell rings the whole class starts whispering, everyone clearly wondering what the hell was going on.

Five minutes in the class looks like it's about to mutiny and up and leave. Which is when vice-principal Pierceson walks in with another man. The class quiets down. "I'm sorry to say that due to an extended leave of absence Mrs. Murry will not be teaching your class. Luckily Mr. Hale has agreed to step in and take her place."

The eyes of every student, her included, turn to Mr. Hale. Assessing and judging, trying to figure him out. Though if she stares a little longer at the broad sweep of his shoulders under his jacket, well she's the only one who knows.

Mr. Pierceson leaves, and the class fills with the subtle frisson of teens about to test their new authority figure.

And Mr. Hale side-steps it all by sitting on the desk and smiling. Lydia finds herself shifting in her seat at that smile, with just a little more teeth than most, and, hopefully, inconspicuously crossing her legs.

"Now I'm sure you all expected this class to be easy, more useless information to be memorized only to be forgotten when summer comes." His smile turns a little evil. "Well you should throw that expectation out the window."

The class groans.

"Oh don't worry, I'm not planning to murder you with work. But I will challenge you, force you to think in ways you're not used to. You're more than welcome to switch classes if you don't think you can keep up."

He reaches behind him for the roll sheet. "Adams, Michelle."

When he reaches 'Martin, Lydia' she gives him her own too toothy smile. "Here."

Bright blue eyes linger for a moment before moving on to the next student.

She's sure she'll have him wrapped around her finger soon enough.