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Note: I don't own LOSH! So when do you sue if I don't get any money for this.

This is not in Brin's point of view because in every relationship there is 3 point of view. The guy, girl and the audience's point of view.

I am going to rate this chapter "T" because of the humor.

PG POV


My French teacher is really pissed off at me. I mean really, who cares that I am late but apparently she does. When I came into the class room, I was huffing and puffing because the fact that I ran there so that I try not to be late. Guess what? That didn't work and now I have a crazy French teacher riding up my back. Does she care…NOOOO, She doesn't. As soon as I open the door, all eyes were on me. The teacher turned around and stared at me. She closed her book and starting to tap her foot and if she was expecting me to start bowing to her. Hey this is not a Japanese Class! My classmate all gave a good luck fixture and a "hope of the best". Saturn, my best friend, gave me her "I am so sorry." I know I am going to be. Ms. Puff will make sure of it. Her French sleek style clothes largely contradict the sour expression on her face. Which kind of makes me laugh because it is Ironic isn't it?
"Look I'm-"

"Ahh ah! Vous savez mieux qu'oser parler l'anglais dans ma pièce de classe!" Ms. Puff gave an annoyance like you should know better. Fine, if she wants it that way. I will speak in French but I will not be happy about it.

"Regardez je suis désolé que je sois en retard mais vous voyez- "I gave out in a begging tone. Come on please!

"Je m'en fous pourquoi vous êtes en retard! Ma classe est très importante et mon temps ne doit se perdre plus- "and on she goes.

I don't mind French people at as long as they are nice but Ms. Puff has some big ego that she is the "hope" for all of America to teach young people the language of love. That ego is enough to choke me and do violent things to let her know that she is all not that great as she think she is but that would require a miracle. How do I know about her I'm –the- hope- for- America! because she would give out long speeches every time my mother invite her to one of Mother's famous parties where I have to dress like a doll and think like one too. I must me perfect and have no opinions and if you do then shove back in your throat. When you speak it must not bring shame to your mother. Ahh, Darn I am getting a head ache about it.

"Chantez Maintenant l'Hymne national français! "She demanded me to sing the France's national Anthem.

I didn't know why. But I just snapped. That is it. I am proud of being an American and I am sick of attitude I-am-so-perfect. I simply replied, "If you loved France so much then you sing the song but I should not be forced to do anything by a teacher if it does not help my education in anyway." I did in English. Of course she was shock. I simply turned around and headed for the principal's office because I know she will send me there anyway so, I am just speeding up the process.

When I was the Principal's office, Mrs. Eye was doing something on her phone. Not caring who or what enters the room and if a serial Killer with a gun comes into the room then you know that she will be the one to save the day. Really. Mrs. Eye has green clothes and green eyes but black hair for some reason she loves the color green and having an evil laugh even though she is really nice.

I saw my favorite spot and just sat down. Hmm, boring. Twiddling me thumbs is now what I am doing. Gah, when will my Short attention span get longer!!

"I know it is a lot but I am sure this is what I want to do."
Wait a second, that is Brin's voice and it is coming from the Principal's door. I dropped my book bag to the floor and jammed my ear right to the door. Right then and there I didn't care that I was evasdropping and yes I know what was wrong but I wanted to know more about Brin. I wanted somebody to really talk to and not use me in anyway. There conversation went something like this.

"I am proud of you but if you want to talk anytime…I am here."
"Thanks." There was a slow pause like he wasn't sure then he continued (Brin) to speak, "Actually there is something I would like to ask from you." Then silence. Oh no. The conversation and the chit chat stop. Quickly run back to your seat. Act like nothing happen. That I didn't do something that the world would deem unacceptable. Be preoccupied with something else.

Hey, what is under Ms. Eye's chair… is that a Condom. Ew. Okay Ew. I am going to be sick know because the only people that could do that are the principal because he is a single guy and he is closest to the door. Help! PLEASE I AM GOING TO PUKE!
Creak. The door opened there was Puppy coming out of the door. Holding something dear to his hand then he stopped and stared at me with his blue eyes. His cheek turned a light shade of pink. Then he rushed out of the door like he couldn't get away. Did he like me or hate me it is kind of hard to tell.
Mr. Imperix then looked to me in a puzzle form and said," You were late again were you?"
"Yep" I just replied waiting to see if he was going to give the rest of the period off or lecture me for the next 2 hours.
"Come inside There is something I want to talk to you about."
I just simply sigh and dragged my feet to the chair right in front of his desk. He quickly sits down and then he turns to face me. He has unusual red hair but amber eyes with a blue shirt on created another head ache. Great, it is just a convection of them. Come on down and cause Phantom a great deal of pain!! She won't mind.
Mr. Imperix then said something and it was on the lines of this, "Have you talk to Brin yet?"
My head perked up at the sound of his name.

"Yes I spoke to him shortly." I didn't add that I kind of like him because when should any parent know you like a boy unless you and he are getting married.

"Well, keep trying. He has going…I mean that he should know that are good things in life and not to put to much pressure on yourself. He needs a friend but he doesn't know how to get one." He looked at me and with a lot of sorrow in his eyes like he wants to start talking but he didn't start.
"Yeah, I will try my best." I just said softly. I was thinking of how lonely anyone feels in this world and if you don't have friends or comrades then this lonely feeling would eat you until you are numb.

"Okay, then. How about you go to your class."
"Hmm, Mr. Imperix."
"Yes."
"I would very much like to say that I am getting dentition but not really get it because if I go to that class room there is a big possibility that you are not going to live."
"Fine, I will write a fake note explaining why you are "getting detention"." The principal was fumbling to get out not and scrabbled what ever excuse and pushing the note towards me.

"Why did you hire her?" I asked

"She is the only one that could do a good job but I feel your pain. You should hear her during a Teacher Conference. I just wanted to put her silly little hat and shove it in her mouth."
"You are not goi-"
"Oh, no. Never but it never hurts to daydream and not do everything what we dream. Now, go back and pretend to be sad."
"Thanks."
I rushed off and headed back to the French Classroom. The teacher was going over verbs and nouns for the test next class but I really didn't think about that. I was thinking on how alone we are in this world. We go into this world alone and we leave this world alone. That is why we need friends more than ever. To teach us and so that we learn how to be a better person, I am like this with my friends? I remember somewhere that really changed my life and how I view life in generally.

"The conflagration of life is not something you should fear or be grateful for bit only to help you become a better person through painful ways. Very painful."
I wonder what painful things I have gone through. I wonder what painful things did my mother go through but all of things what pain did Brin go through?


Sorry, it is short than usual but next one is going to be twice as long. In this point of view there is not much to go on.
If you want to know what they are saying then just plug it in a "French Translator", but you kind of get the idea without one.

I am open for any Beta reader to check over my work because my Grammar is torture for any English teacher to read especially when I a supposedly to be known as a "smart" kid. I hate it when they label me things like that.
Anyway, Rant over and the next one is going to be in Brin's POV. Does anyone see pattern?

The reason PG got off is because Ms. Puff has a tendency to make things more dramatic than it already is so the principal thought that she was a minute late.

The quote is mine! So don't steal because it is mine and I will sue.