Back to School - Part 6

Tim entered the classroom calmly, secure in the knowledge that what she had in her bag would have ears ringing for quite a while.

The Coach hadn't even bothered to stick around long enough to perform the 'show and tell' of the day before. She had passed him in the hallway and received a nod and a 'thanks'.

Fine. If that was how it was going to be. Fine!

Tim walked to the front of the classroom - being thoroughly ignored by the boys whose behavior hadn't improved overnights - she couldn't even hear the click of her shoes on the floor over the noise. It was amazing how day by day she was renumbering all of the things that she had hated about High School. The excessive need teenagers had for making noise had been one of those things. And still was.

She unzipped her bag and took out a small box that was no bigger than her palm.

Tim calmly plucked two earplugs from the box and placed them into her ears. The noise became muffled. Still being ignored she pulled the air horn from her bag and gave it a quick look over. Perfect.

She pressed the button.

The looks of surprise and annoyance where beautiful, but the way that hands suddenly went to ears was gorgeous as the harsh noise ripped through a room too small for something that was meant to be heard in the open air.

Kono's giggle turned into an all out cackle as she clapped her hands and whooped at the shock she could make out on the faces of the boys as Tim continued to press down on the button.

"What the hell is that?" Kono looked away from the screen to glance at Danny and then Steve as they came out of their offices to see what the noise was coming from the speakers.

Still laughing Kono could only wave at the screens to give an indication for the cause of her amusement.

Tim usually forgot all about the small camera that masqueraded as an Eeyore pin. Used to putting in an earwig she had still to get into the habit of the camera. But she remembered today and after only hearing the mess that had been the previous days detention/tutoring session it was a joy to see the fuzzy faces of the football team today as they clutched at their heads and covered their ears.

The two men, realizing just what they were seeing chuckled.

Tim kept up the noise until the count of forty before stopping it and just as calmly as she had gone about her preparations she removed the squishy plugs from her ears and placed them back in her bag, wondering if she would get another good blast out of the horn.

Under the cover of her hair she smoothly replaced the earwig that she had removed before entering the room. The slight whistle had her hiding a wince...but compared to the ringing going on in the ears of the students in front of her she knew it was nothing.

"Wonderful," she looked up from placing everything back in her bag and glanced at all the very annoyed looking eighteen year olds glaring at her.

She ignored the 'chicks crazy' comment she heard and just smiled at them.

"Now that everyone is listening…"

She walked around the desk so it was no longer between her and the others channeling her inner Director.

"My name is Millie and your Coach has asked me to go over some things with you,"

"Like what?" snorted one of the players.

"Maths,"

There were several huffs of laughter and the noise began again.

Tim - wondering just when the idiot gene switched off in teenagers - returned to the other side of the desk, repeated her actions of earlier and once again pressed down on the horn.

It lasted for another forty seconds with no signs of dying. Worth every cent!

Again hands went to ears and glares were shot in her direction.

Well…it was hardly her fault that her dog picked up things quicker than this lot did.

Again she stopped the noise and removed the earplugs and replaced the earwig.

Feeling thankful that the Coach had actually explained to her - legitimately - why it was imperative that the team were tutored she decided to get them to start thinking about why she was here.

"You do realize why I am here right? No pass mark, no game,"

The arrogant jerks obviously didn't take the threat seriously and from the cacophony of noise she picked out that this had been held over them before and nothing had ever came of it.

"We don't need it!" more than one boy called.

"Ok. Fine. But what do you want to do when you leave school?" she asked, maybe it was time to let them know that football would not get them through life… well… not in all cases anyway.

Knowing that most of them came from Navy families she wasn't surprised when she heared several shouts of 'signing up'. While others were saying 'college'.

Ok. Seeing at this was getting them to actually speak - well, shout at her - she stuck with this train of thought while keeping the horn within reach.

"There are lots of choices within the Navy…anything specific?" not knowing who had shouted what she asked them all, sitting down behind the desk as her knees began to tremble slightly.

She took in a deep breath and released it to calm herself.

"What do you care?" someone called.

Honestly. Teenagers. The whole world had to be against them or they just weren't happy. Had she been like this as a teen? She didn't think so. Her dad wouldn't have allowed it for one thing.

"Indulge me,"

Obviously not knowing what to do with this non-antagonistic reply that was exactly what they did and she was quite surprised when piloting came from more than one mouth. Specifically helicopters.

Interesting.

"You do understand maths is awfully useful for piloting…and in lots of other fields"

The noise broke out again as she was informed that she didn't know anything, more than one boy was smiling the smile of the 'bless her…isn't she cute in her ignorance' variety.

She didn't know what she preferred when it came to Navy personnel. The senior variety she dealt with on a daily basis or the idiot junior squad in front of her.

These kids had a lot to learn.

Hi guys.

So the tutoring begins. Or…at least it will once Tim gives them a little bit of a lecture tomorrow :)

Take care everyone and thank you so much for the feedback. I am sorry I haven't been able to reply to any. Any alone time with the laptop has been spent banging out the chapters. I really do appreciate the comments you leave though. X