Answers to Ch. 4 reviews

Guests 1-3: I plan on another Victoria chapter. Just want to have some others before than.

AusarTheVile1999: Heres the Jefferson chapter and Victoria will have a second go.

Guest 4: Well I didn't want to write much per chapter, I wanted to have it like random encounters. As for what happens afterwards i prefer to leave it open.

mcslender: lol here's the Jefferson chapter

Jackiechallis: I felt bad doing that to her, but she will be ready for round 2

Rolling Guy: I only wanted this to be the interaction. Depending on how well this is received by the time i'm done with it, i may actually write it as a story.

Everyone is chatting; Nathan is sitting at my table in a spot across from Victoria. I sigh, and head to my seat. As I near Nathan and Victoria, they notice me. Victoria quickly looks away; as she does I see her face begin to blush. Nathan just glares at me, saying nothing.

I take my seat as Mr. Jefferson enters the room. He notices some extra students in his class and quickly addresses it.

"Alright, class is about to start, so people not meant to be here, thank you and goodbye."

He gestures towards the door, Nathan and the others leave. As the final person leaves, the bell rings. Mr. Jefferson starts his lecture and I immediately zone out.

I'm sitting there daydreaming and thinking about my powers and how much my life has changed since I came back to Arcadia Bay. Mr. Jefferson finally gets my attention, asking me a question I didn't hear.

"Miss Caulfield, welcome back, now please answer the question. Which famous photographer started working for Harper's Bazaar at the age of 22?"

I sit there, looking like a deer in headlights, having no clue what the answer is. I frantically look around, seeing that everyone is staring at me, I slide down in my seat.

"Umm I don't know"

Mr. Jefferson looks disappointed.

"Well if you would have read the assigned pages, you would know," Mr. Jefferson says with a hint of anger.

Some of the class start snickering at this, I'm slightly embarrassed and getting angry at Mr. Jefferson. I focus on him and unleash my powers on him.

He stutters for a second, and composes himself; he focuses on me even more. I see a fire in his eyes that was there a minute ago, and leaning over my table with his hand on the top.

"If you need any tutoring, I'm willing to help, my door is open," Mr. Jefferson says with a hint of something else.

I look away from his gaze and scan the room; most of the people have looks of curiosity or disgust. I still feeling his gaze on myself and I start squirming. To my luck the bell rings and I quickly leave.

Thank you for reading and i hope this chapter is enjoyable