Korosensei: "Uhm…" *Looks around* "Hello? Anyone attending?"
…
Korosensei: *Thinks* "This is weird…where are the other-"
*STAB*
Karma: "Missed me~!?" *Attacks again*
Korosensei: "KARMA!" *Throws himself at him* "I'M SO GLAD THAT YOU'RE HERE! I THOUGHT THAT EVERYONE HAS LEFT ME!"
Karma: *Struggles to get free* "Let…me…GO! This is…absurd!" *Finally throws him off*
Korosensei: "Good to see that your skills are still active! Now, do you know where everyone else left?
Karma: "No. I actually just arrived here…and tried to ambush you." *Sighs* "Guess you'll never make it easy, would you?"
Korosensei: "Nurufufufu~! Where would be your challenge otherwise?" *Face turns green-yellow*
Karma: "But…ugh, this is not over." *Turns around*
Korosensei: "Hmph, be like that all you want later. Right now we have something else to do!" *Reveals today's reviews*
Karma: "This again? Fine…" *Grabs the front envelope, labeled with 'FictionPWR'*
Korosensei: "This is part of our usual routine, so please try to bear with me."
Karma: "Alright…as long as this doesn't take too long." *Opens the letter and reads* "Lots of awesome updates~ I'm excited for what's coming up! By the way, tell Karma that if he uses my comments to tease people again I may come running after him…with a knife" "…"
Korosensei: "Well that is a…uh…unexpected message?"
Karma: "I'm not sure if I should just stay polite or run ahead…still…" *Turns towards the camera* "You're always welcome to try~. Who knows, maybe you're good for a prank or two~!"
Korosensei: "Don't you dare drag our readers into this mess! Now, where was I? Ah!" *Reads his own letter marked with 'Reader'* "Wow! These chapters are amazing, like always! I can't wait for the next one!" Good to know that our adventures don't bore you or anything like that! Thus, have fun reading the next following release!"
*THUD*
Karma: "OW! What the?" *Examines a bigger letter on the ground, marked with 'Guest'*
Korosensei: "Hmm, let's see what that last-minute submission is about." *Opens the letter* "By far one of the best and most creative storyies ive ever red. KEEP IT UP."
Karma: "That sounds pretty...huh? What's this?" *Picks up a sheet next to the letter* "...Teach?"
Korosensei: "Hmm, yes?"
Karma: *Shows the front* "I think you owe the Phillipines an apology~."
Korosensei: "EEEHHH!?" *Reads the letter for himself* "T-THAT WAS UNINTENTIONAL! I S-SWEAR! FRET NOT; I SHALL GO REPAIR THE DAMAGE AT ONCE-"
Karma: "Aren't you…forgetting something~?" *Smirks*
Korosensei: *Starts sweating nervously* "Uh, not t-that I think so! W-Why would you suspect anything?"
Karma: "Admit it! You're just afraid of me ruining your moment in the limelight~!" *Leans closer*
Korosensei: "Gah! FINE! So could you please respect your ex-teacher's embarrassment and complete the disclaimer for us!?" *Turns away*
Karma: "Haha! See; he's always good for a laugh." *Still stares at the audience* "So, since Mr. Tentacles over here isn't in the mood for anything fancy, I guess you'll have me doing this part. Although I'm not sure how often we'll see each other, I'll say these words so you can get to the part you came for."
Karma: *Smiles more relaxed* "The stuff written below is owned by the actual writer of this fic and creator of the OCs: MrFiretank! If you have any complaints, go bug him~! Anything else goes to their rightful owners."
Korosensei: "Well done Karma! Now we can begin with…uh, Karma? Why are you holding an Anti-Me Knife?"
Karma: *Smirks sadistically* "No reason at all, Teach~. Just relax and let me do the work."
Korosensei: *Flees as he screams* "THAT DOESN'T SOUND SOOTHING AT ALL!"
...
CHAPTER 12 – PREPERATIONS, RAIN AND REPLACEMENT
"Mark, how much does Adrianne earn for being a no-good teacher? ...Damn it, hold still!"
"Not much if I remember. Even without any actual numbers, she doesn't drive anything fancy or wears any unusual clothing. Those…cams are really difficult to place."
"No kidding, the backsides feel like soap. Anyways, doesn't she always throw money out for booze or guns? Or manga?"
"…True. Ok, got my second one ready. You have any progress to report?"
"Gah, just give me…one…more…second! There, done!"
Ever heard of the miniature ships in a bottle? You know, the ones that people willingly put together only to throw the damn thing against a wall because they fail at pulling up the sails? …That's like an old trope in some cartoons or movies.
Yeah, I felt like these cams were just as difficult, if not harder to install than those. Dear hobby builders, I gained more respect for your work and will still never touch one of these god-forsaken things in my life. EVER. Sticking the surveillance equipment of Adrianne into the correct spots was just too stressing. With gloved hands nonetheless.
*Beep*
"Hey Goth, Sloth! Are you done over there or do you need an invitation?"
"Shut it, Adrianne! We're the ones doing the dirty work for you! Be at least a bit grateful!"
"And me organizing everything and getting the cameras in the first place doesn't count? Oh, how you wound me!"
"Please Adrianne, could you save the banter for later?"
"Fine, fine. Though, you should hopefully be done soon. Club activities won't go on forever and 3-E's maybe going to enter the place again."
Our small group of teenagers had to somehow decide two of us to install the cameras within the room. As no one of us volunteered (which I can perfectly relate to), we decided to figure out who would be our 'sacrifice'…with Rock, Paper, Scissors.
I can already feel your stares at my face, judging me for such incompetence. Though mind this: Samantha never even bothered with having a plan for that, Riley's luck saved his hide like usual...and Taro was…well, I don't know. But I swear that he somehow won this unfairly!
So, this ended up with me and Sam sneaking into the room while Adrianne acted as our scout from her classroom which conveniently granted her a good view towards the connecting left corridor. She could single out all possibility of any 3-E member stumbling in there since she knew which room they got assigned to today…hopefully.
Meanwhile, our teacher kept up contact via. mobile radio. Which-
"Uhm, guys? Trouble's incoming in 15! Hara and Takebayashi!"
'…I just had to jinx it, didn't I?'
"Please tell me you got the cams installed?" Wow, Adrianne sounded pretty nervous right there…
"Ready for activation. How long are they going to-"
"Wrong question you smart-ass! You need to get out of here!" Okay, desperate was actually closer to-
'Hey, don't yank on my arm Samantha!'
Right, we had entered the room unnoticed so far…since that wasn't difficult at all. Only the installation of these fricking cameras cost us so much time! Anyways-
"Markus, have you had a shower yet?" I didn't like that look on her face…
…And I liked it even less at how she's pointing to the window on first floor height; rain storming…outside…
"…Do I have a choice in this?"
"10! You should really make a move!" You're not helping my position, Adrianne!
Instead of answering (or reassuring) me, Sam simply rushed to the window and pointed at the mossy ground. "Do you want to get caught or not?"
"…No." I just hoped that this would turn out fine.
"That's what I thought. We'll just hide outside on the platform and wait until the coast is clear." She opened the sliding panel, allowing us to easily step into the wet cold and closing the…JAMMED WINDOW-
"Markus, maybe lend me a hand or two!?"
"R-Right!"
*Creak*
"5! They're closing in on the door!"
'C-Come on you stupid metallic junk! MOVE!'
The window's frame was supposed to be moved easily, yet even whilst almost crushing its handle from the inside, it simply wouldn't budge! If I wouldn't be in such a positon right now, I'd ask myself if the janitor even did his job…or the school's mechanic for that matter.
"They're at the door!"
"This isn't getting us any further! Brace yourself!"
"What do think you're- AHHH!"
"Thank you for accompanying me to the classroom, Takebayashi. I swear that I wanted to eat my lunch in time but-"
"Say no more, Hara. Actually, I was supposed to get some gear for Okuda as well, so I'm also here for a reason."
"Right."
*Creak*
"Just let me get her-"
*THUD*
"…Did…you hear that?"
"Yes. That came from outside. Actually, wasn't Terasaka assigned to close the window?"
"He usually does it. Why do you ask?" *Munch*
"…Just a suspicion." *Thud*…*Thud* "Hmm…this is weird…"
'The window isn't entirely open like in our previous lesson…yet it also isn't closed like it is supposed to be…'
"Uh…Takebayashi?"
'Was someone inside? Maybe...but there's no one outside or close to it that I'm seeing. Could he just have forgotten his duty? Perhaps. Even so, who could have possibly entered-'
"Earth to Takebayashi! Are you still here?"
"H-Huh? Sorry Hara, just thought of something."
"Alright. Still, you shouldn't think too much right now. We've got to get back soon, remember?"
"Agreed."
*Creak*…*Clink*
"You got everything?"
"Yeah. Let's hurry up."
…
'That was unusual. Might have to let Terasaka be scolded for that…'
"That was close. Might have to let the janitor be scolded for that…"
Considering my leg flaring up slightly in pain, the freezing wind outside and rain pelting my clothes or hair everywhere…I felt horrible. However, that was a considerable small price to pay as my only female friend (of the same age) pressed me onto the outer stone wall of our school, unnoticed.
"Alright…you good Sam?"
"Yeah, I'm dandy. You good?" At least she was honest with me. She didn't try to hide anything, so that was fine for me.
'Should I mention-'
"Forget it, I can see the twitching on your face. You had a bad landing, right?" Out of all people, her own face turned slightly remorseful; probably due to her regretting the latest decision.
"Yeah. Don't worry-!" I couldn't even take a single step before I almost tripped from the sudden shock of NOPE surging from my lower leg. It honestly hurt like crazy and I won't try to deny the fact that I whimpered like a small…puppy. Not going to cuss like a sailor around here!
"Whoa!" Yet I let the savior grab my arm and yank me up once more. Seriously, our Goth was carrying me to safety and victory…quite literally.
"Watch where you step, idiot!"
"Sorry…argh…I wish I couldn't feel my leg right now."
"Another stupid action like that and I'd be glad to help you there."
"…Can we just get out of this weather?"
"With pleasure."
If someone ever told you the sentence "Look before you leap", take them seriously…I would've done so before…
"Okay, so which entrance should we take?"
"The one for our schoolyard's the closest. Let's take that one."
"Alright boss."
It only took us a solid minute to get there, disregarding our sour mood and wet clothes. I felt like a sponge, thrown into the ocean. Samantha didn't fare any better, only being able to barely ignore the storming weather with her other hand used as a cover.
"There, now let's get ourselves some dry towels and-"
*SLAM*
"Sorry you two! Entrance only for non-losers~!"
…This is the literal worst timing to deal with this crap.
Remember the rumors between Samantha and the school's queen? Yeah, I didn't over-exaggerate when I mentioned the sheer hatred for each other.
Introducing: Vee Medrano a.k.a. our school's 'queen'. Long, brown hair paired with tanned skin and skimpy clothes simply screamed to everyone: "Hey, I'm a huge b****!" She always enjoyed tormenting the more awkward students and tried to bring the 'popular' ones together.
Actually, she also tried to get the…nerds of our age together with her group, offering them fake-popularity in exchange for pre-made homework and unpaid tutoring lessons. That included Samantha during her first days here…which ended up horribly for both parties. Another reason for our friendship was thus the combined hate for this very girl.
"Vee…quit screwing around and let us open the damn door!" Yep, just calling her out by her name spat acid and other toxic substances around her. Apologies for everyone who stands close to her these moments.
Regardless, Vee was currently jamming the door before us by pressing onto the handle on her side with all of her might. Even for being such a stuck-up diva, she actually possessed some physical force…and since Sam was holding on to me, there was not much power left from her side.
"Oh hey, if it isn't the skunk and her introvert loner~! Didn't even see you there!" The amount of fake-politeness made my head hurt from these words.
Also, that nickname was earned by Samantha for her type of clothing combined with her pale skin color as a contrast. As for mine…it hurt, even if she said the truth.
"CUT THE CRAP! Open. The fucking DOOR!" I was grateful that the Goth didn't drop me even during her outburst. Her face started to turn red from all of that suppressed anger, even while standing outside in this weather.
"Tch, didn't your parents teach you to stay polite while talking with others? Oh right! They're just as depressed and braindead as you are!" Okay, I was also feeling the sudden urge to bash her skull in right there. Sam was miles ahead of me…that sadistical grin on Vee's face fueled our hatred.
Only, there was no retort from her…only sudden silence and stiff muscles.
"…"
"Oh, did I upset you Sammy~? Sorry about that…maybe the cold weather will cool you down! Ahahaha~!" Using one of the spare chairs on the hallway, she reached out to it whilst keeping the door shut and proceeded to jam our entrance with it.
Laughing in glee at our dismay, we could only glare or growl as she happily walked away with a jump. Samantha stayed entirely silent, her completely wet bangs covering her eyes.
"..."
"I…I wish that she would just…"
"We all do Sam…now, do we have a backup entrance?"
"Yeah…l-let's just take the front one."
"Right."
Maybe if I hadn't been concentrated on my injured leg…maybe if the rain hadn't blocked my vision…or if her hair hadn't obscured the view of her eyes…
Maybe then I would have seen the single tear running down her face earlier.
There weren't a lot of things that killed the mood of Adrianne Hoards. Sure, a few scowls or glares were always present but that didn't stop the teacher from living her hours in glee as the weird stares of other students brought her joy!
Though, after she and the group of 4 did their work yesterday, things went south in less than 24 hours. Alcohol not included afterwards due to that.
First up were the reported events that took place after the operation's preparation. Markus and Samantha were the unlucky ones when they got chosen to do the job. If she had known how yesterday's events turned out she would have done the work herself.
It wasn't a huge surprise to see both of her students walking in, drenched in rain. But that wasn't what actually bothered her. Oh, no. What bugger her was the sprained ankle of Markus and the lone tear streak running down Samantha's face.
Even if she tried to deny it, Adrianne couldn't help but genuinely care for these kids. Behind all that banter and bad joking around, she didn't completely disregard these 4. They…kind of grew to her before all of that 3-E thing started.
They weren't like the regular bunch, always striving for good grades or simply ruining other kids' lives. Those guys simply lived after their own code, lifestyle or morals. Something that she respected.
So, seeing two of the four in such a condition made her blood boil. Sure, Adrianne suppressed most of these emotions to not scare any of them away…but that seemed unnecessary after Markus, Riley and Taro spotted the tear on the Goth's face.
To say that they were ready to draw blood right there made the History teacher proud.
Now, she sure as hell couldn't settle the score herself for two reasons: She wasn't a parent for any of them (even if Adrianne sometimes wished she could be) and being a teacher meant to either stay in line…as much as possible or risk getting fired for misbehavior.
That technically didn't matter since Santa never tried to overview them all. Sometimes a surprise visit or two but that's about it. Yet, even he couldn't stand idle if Adrianne would smack Vee in the face with an encyclopedia of WW2.
Also, it wasn't her fight in the end. She wanted to help them out somehow; she really did! Yet they all refused and stated: "She tries to mess with us again, we'll get her back tenfold. Promise?"
That didn't satisfy her completely, so today there was 'special' homework for the only class including Vee Medrano in her bag. The only difference? Miss Medrano's homework will be 3 times as long…and include parts of a topic that's supposed the come up next year in the earliest.
Back to the beginning…the other reason for her moody behavior was about to come up soon.
Adrianne didn't know why or how but she surely didn't take kindly to her sudden 'promotion' as a substitute teacher for another guy's English lesson. Normally she would sit in her old Fairlady Z by now, drinking another milkshake whilst relaxing in her pride and joy…or her 'Baby', as she likes to call her with jazz playing in the background.
Still, being a teacher meant sacrificing some happiness for the greater good…
'Yeah, 'greater good' bla bla some stupid superhero talk included. Honestly, why can't Santa just assign another teacher for this?'
*RING*
'Oh, he's responsible for my monthly pay. Right…'
She wasn't told as to which class she had to play babysitter for, yet at least they were supposed to wait in front of her own class…room…
"…I'm seriously spending too much time with Markus. His bad luck's rubbing off of me, I swear."
Walking up to her door, she could describe the cluster of students with only two words: annoyingly familiar. They were in their own individual groups; Terasaka and his gang sticking out the most (disregarding hair colors).
"Well, well, well~. Didn't expect you kids to show up at my classroom today!"
The students' eyes all snapped towards Adrianne, not fazing her in the slightest as they kept staring. A few of them even whispered with each other in somewhat moderate English.
"Hey, isn't she usually a History teacher around here?"
"Yeah. Heard from Karasuma about her; seems pretty chilled according to him."
"Look as these assets! They're gorgeous~!"
'Ok, this is where I have to stop them…' With a somewhat lazy stride, Adrianne walked past the curious student before halting at the close presence of Taiga Okajima. She didn't even try to analyze his clothing as she simply stood still whilst packing her belongings under one hand.
"Now, who might you be young man?"
"O-Okajima, I really think you shouldn't-" Sugino's voice turned up behind her back, yet a few hushed objections kept him silent. 'Probably the girls…or Rio and Karma.'
"I-I'm Okajima Taiga, my fair maiden! I must say, you're stature is so-"
*BONK*
"Anyone else want to leave a comment?" Alright, with that action her previous points about Vee were invalid. She basically knocked the poor guy out but hey! It's his fault for trying to hit on her. Also, she couldn't stand perverts regularly…and she needed a punching bag for her pent up frustration.
Receiving only a chorus of frightened denials and a smirk in the case of the red-head, Adrianne grinned as her message was sent, relaxing visibly whilst unlocking the doors.
"So, any of you guys or girls know where you last left off?"
"Uh, I do!" A girl with dark-brown hair tied into a ponytail stepped before her, presenting her a bunch of papers that the previous teacher probably assigned.
"Thank you…uh…"
"Yada Tōka, Miss-"
"Please none of that 'Miss' and 'Misses' crap, okay Yada? The name's Adrianne." A few of them flinched at her sudden change in attitude, only if just slightly (to the teacher's disappointment).
"U-Uhm, sure." And just like that she happily smiled, grabbing a newly purchased manga before throwing herself onto the teacher desk's chair, her legs laying on the grey-colored wood.
"Good. So since you received your work, be good little kids and work on them until you're done. If you are, you're free to occupy yourselves until our lesson's over."
…
She managed ignore she students at first, though over time she felt as if flames were to burst behind her piece of literature every second. So, she lowered it so she could see the expecting gazes of 3-E's members.
"You kids need any help?"
"Y-Yes." / "We do!" / "Could we possibly look over task 3 together?"
'Seems like I won't get my free lesson today. Fine…if they insist.' Standing up from her seat and putting her manga on the table, Adrianne simply walked towards the first student's seat in her reach and snagged his sheet.
"HEY! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!?" And with first student in reach she actually meant Ryōma Terasaka. She only glanced at him with a deadpan before walking back forward, answering him mid-step.
"Buddy, we both saw that you didn't even attempt to finish your sheet. Since you're so contempt at staying unmoving, you can either sit there or look into another student's copy. But only if you take this seriously, you understand?"
"…"
"Good. Now, tell me: Who's exceeding in English at this point of time?"
A cluster of hands pointed at the only red-head in the back. Said student only glared at the others whilst standing up from his seat.
"That'd be me. Why, got any troubles properly teaching~?"
"I do." And just like that his cocky expression died down, replaced with confusion. The other students only could stare in shock when their substitution simply admitted her inability of teaching.
"Sure, I may speak English perfectly and write it as well…" The tired shrug wasn't needed but it surely helped her sore shoulders. "But I'm usually a History teacher. I'm not cut out for ensuring that all of you learn a language properly. So, I'd ask you to help me supervise the others and correct me if any mistakes come by. Got it?"
"…"
"Well?"
"…Understood. Not sure if you heard it already but my name's Karma."
"Adrianne Hoards, though I'd ask you all to stick only with Adrianne. So, since I barely know your names, please take out a paper, write your first name on it and fold it so that I can visibly read it in front of your seat."
…
(To be continued…)
(Fire Me): The decision of what to write for today's Chapter was a bit difficult but I surely wanted to let you have a glimpse of Vee. Like her or not (probably the latter), she's a character of this story and thus will have more moments over time.
Well, I'm going to keep today's notes short, so I hope you had fun reading the latest release and will be back for more. If you want to leave a review, feel free! I won't pressure you into doing so, that's still up to you.
The Sir's out!
