Secretary POV
„Good morning, Ms Cope. We are the new substitute teachers. Can we get our schedules, please?" I looked up from my paperwork to see the most stunning man I have ever seen in my entire life. But, of course, he was taken. His wife was slightly clinging to his arm and leaning against his side. How I could tell she was his wife? Well, I knew that the principle send a letter to Dr and Mrs Cullen to ask them to help us out. " Sure they are right here. I prepared them already. There you go and thank you so much for filling in. I hope though it will be only for a week or two, so that you can return to your regular job, Dr Cullen." "It's no problem at all." He answered, smiling politely at me. That smile. If I wouldn't sit down, I swear I would collapse right there and then. So I just smiled back at him and managed a short" Well, then have fun. And don't let the students pester you too much." Both thanked me and went to search their classes.
Bella POV
My first period was Spanish with Alice. We just arrived at the classroom and were chatting-well she was talking and I listened and smiled at her- when she let out a groan. The teacher was already there. But the thing was, it wasn't our regular teacher, it was Esme. I smiled. "What are you smiling about, Bella? She's going to torture us." I stifled a giggle. "Alice, come on. Give things a chance. Esme is not a bad person." "I know, but I've seen it. It will be the most crucial and difficult Spanish lesson in your whole life, you will see." My smile fell. "Alright, class. Take a seat and stop the chattering. We need to get started." Nobody reacted, they just kept on talking. "Guys, please" Esme tried again. But without any effect. She sighed, went to the board and grabbed a piece of chalk. A very unused looking piece of chalk. Oh no, she won't. But of course, my prayer was unheard, as only seconds later, a screeching sound filled the room. Everybody groaned and covered their ears, as Esme wrote her name on the board. But she achieved her goal. The room instantly went silent. Satisfied, she laid the chalk aside and turned to the class, smiling. "I see, that old trick still works. Very well. So, Hola everyone. I heard that you are currently working on a phone conversation with your neighbor. I would like to hear some pieces of your already finished parts. Alice, Bella, would you please start?" Oh great. This is just what I hoped that it wouldn't happen. But, unfortunately, there was no choice, so we just went through with what we had.
When we were done, Esme kindly smiled at us and went on with the next couple. After going through the whole class and having them present their conversation, it was almost time to go to our next classroom. Esme seemed to notice this too, for she sighed unhappily. "Alright everyone. It seems we have no time left today, but in the next lesson we will be able to continue. I thought about writing a little vocabulary test about the first five chapters of your book, which I know you have gone through, so don't even try to tell me you didn't. Class dismissed." Well that wasn't too bad, so I don't know what Alice was talking about. When we were outside the classroom and out of Esme's hearing range, I decided to ask her what Esme had planned for us. Alice smiled darkly at that. "Well, she wanted to go through with the vocabulary test today, without us having time to prepare." "But Alice, that still isn't that bad. Mrs Compton always does that." I was confused. Why would Alice groan about a vocabulary test? "But Mrs Compton doesn't ask one student in front of the whole class, so that everyone knows, if he learned them or not." Oh dear, that was true. I gulped. After todays lesson, I had a fairly good idea as to who would be Esme's first victim in the next lesson…
Emmett POV
Next period, I got home education. And I think I heard people talking, saying that Carlisle would be taking that class. This should be good. To grade the food we had made, he would have to taste it. He couldn't just go by looks and appearances, since someone could have taken sugar instead of salt or stuff like that. I'm so excited to see his face when he eats that!
I arrived at the classroom and joined Jasper at our kitchen counter. "Hey, bro. You heard that Carlisle is going to take this class?" Jasper's eyes widened for a second, but then an evil smile formed on his face. "This should be good" He repeated my thoughts. "Alright, class. I'm the new substitute teacher, Carlisle Cullen. I see that your teacher left me a paper saying that you are supposed to prepare a menu containing of three different steps today. You are free to choose whatever you want. So, just get started, if you need anything, feel free to ask." Jasper and I looked at each other, shrugged and decided to just start with our food. I would prepare a nice pumpkin soup to begin with, then some vegetables-I think humans call this one ratatouille- and a nice chocolate mousse to complete my meal.
After several people cut themselves with their knives, we were finally finished. Well, I was almost done. I just needed to prepare the cocktail that goes with my meal. Some orange juice, some banana juice and some citrus. Now put everything in the mixer and shake well. Afterwards I tried to open the mixer, but unfortunately, this thing just wouldn't obey me. Dammit! "Ähm, Carlisle, I think I need some help over here." "What's wrong, son?" "I can't open the mixer" I mumbled. Carlisle chuckled, along with the whole class and went to open it. He succeeded. But just as the top got open, everything came spurting out there, and the whole cocktail landed on Carlisle's shirt. "Oh, god, Carlisle! I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed, quickly getting a wipe and trying to get the juice off of his shirt. "Emmett, son, it's alright, it wasn't you fault" Carlisle consoled me. I still kept mumbling apologies, and if I could blush, I certainly would be as red as a tomato right now. Jasper made no attempt to hide his laughter. "Yeah, yeah. Just go on. I will find a way to get you back, my friend." But Jasper just chuckled as I quietly sulked for myself. I ruined Carlisle's shirt! Could this day get any better, or what?!