This is my Girl Meets World fanfic. Hope you enjoy! All characters are owned by disney, but I made up the teacher.

Maya and Riley walked into their boring old school, on a boring old Thursday, waiting to go to their boring old history class, taught by Riley's boring old dad. Or so they thought...

"Hey Pancakes. Riley." Lucas said, flashing that smile that made Riley blush and Maya roll her eyes."Hey Pretty. Pretty number two." Farkle tried to smile the same way as Lucas, but couldn't pull it off, and just ended up looking creepy. "Stop that. It's scaring me." Maya told Farkle, making herself look as uncomfortable as she could. "Have you heard the rumours?" Lucas asked, distracting Maya from Farkle. "Yeah. That you're secretly a girl." Maya looked at Lucas with a smirk on her face, clearly thinking she'd won this battle. "Actually, I was gonna say that we found out you come with syrup." Lucas did the same, obviously thinking he'd won, without doubt. As the bell rang for 1st period, Maya sighed, the signal that this would be carried on later.

The class of 14 year olds trudged in, apart from two. Brenda and Farkle skipped in, looking delighted to be able to learn, but everyone's jaws dropped when they saw the new, younger teacher. "Good morning class. I'll be your teacher for today. I'm called Mr. Popadom."

Riley and Maya looked at one another, with smirks on their faces. "Mr. Popsdom? Good joke. So what's you're real name?" Maya called out, trying to hold back laughter. "Excuse me? Do my ears deceive me? My real name is Mr. Popadom! Detention after school tonight, for making fun of people's names!" Mr. Popadom yelled, almost sounding like a blow horn, getting closer and closer, and louder and louder.

Farkle raised his hand and asked if they were going to be learning about Belgium 1831 that day. Mr. Popadom gave him detention aswell, for apparently hating all other parts of history.

After seeing how short tempered he could be, no one dared speak, as they learnt about WWI and WWII.

"Wel I'm glad that's over!" Lucas told Riley, as they walked home together. "He was scary! But I'm sure he's nice at heart." Riley said, smiling as the thought of red and pink hearts, surrounding the short tempered Mr. Popadom. "He looks remarkably like Maya though." Lucas thought out loud. "Blonde and short." Riley chirped. "And not to mention the tempers." Lucas joked, as they laughed, walking to Riley's house.