CHAPTER 12

"Hello, guys and gals. My name is Seth Rollins. I want to tell you a little bit about myself. This is where I went to school after I moved here from Louisville, Kentucky. I went to this school when I was 12 years old. And also, I was in the same class as your teacher, Miss. Kayla Greene."

"Really, Miss. Greene," a blond hair freckle-faced girl asked.

"Yes, ma'am. Seth and myself have been friends for many, many years now. He's a pretty cool guy. Haven't we, Seth?"

"Absolutely. And this lady standing to the right of your teacher, her name is Shannon Rollins. She is my beautiful wife all the way from Australia." Shannon gave a wave to the class. "You'll be hearing from her later on. Anyway, after I graduated, I enrolled into college to become and architect. Just recently, I became a head architect for an organization I've been working with and a raise in pay." A little boy in the front row raised his hand. "Yes, sir?"

"What's an architect?"

"That's a good question..." he read the boy's name plate. "Jimmy. An architect is a construction worker or a builder. All the buildings you see around town, even your school, designed and build by an architect. Like me. We used bricks, cement, lumber, power tools. Think of it as the grown-up version of legos. Everyone here obviously knows what a lego is right? If you don't, then you are not of this world. You are an alien from outer space."

The 3rd and 4th graders laughed at his little joke.

-"As you heard earlier, my name is Shannon Rollins. I am the wife of that handsome guy behind me. I too am a friend to your teacher and have also attended this school when I was 16. If you don't know where Australia is, your teacher can point it out to you on a map some time. Now, after I graduated from this school, I went to college to become a health instructor or a personal trainer. I work in a gym and people come to me wanting to better their lives; want to lose weight, eat healthier, exercise, that kind of thing. I will demonstrate an exercise we do so if everyone could grab an encyclopedia from the bookshelf and bring it back to your desk, but don't sit down."

The kids went over to retrieve the heavy book from the shelf and brought it back to their desks. "Good, good. Now, this will be your version of barbell lifts. What a barbell is is a long metal with black weights on the end. They plates can range from 5 pounds to higher. So what I want you to do is take your book and hold it over your head. Thank you. Try to keep your backs as straight as possible. Now what you will do is raise them above your head 10 times while I count. Ready? Books in position. And go."

Shannon couted up from 1 to 10, then told the students to place the books on their desks. "Well done, everyone. Did that make you tired?" An array of yeses arose from the kids. "How about 10 more?" Groaning souded throughout the class causing Shannon to chuckle. "Only kidding."

-Kayla was in the middle of teaching the class about science when there was a knock at the door. Seth went to answer it for her. In walked a police officer and the kids gasped.

"I'm looking for a Miss Kayla Greene."

"That would be me."

The deputy walked up to the teacher. "Miss. Greene, I'm officer Dean Ambrose. I was called in under an investigation."

"Investigation? For what, Mr. Ambrose."

Dean removed his sunglasses. "That's Officer Ambrose to you, ma'am. And the reason for investigation is you handing out too much homework to this fine group of kids."

Kayla looked at her students, then back at Dean in mock irritation. "I did no such thing."

"Really? That's not the rumor going around at this school. I'm afraid I'm gonna have to take you in." Kayla let out a fake scoff. "Don't scoff and roll your eyes at me, Miss. Greene. Now turn around and place your hands behind your back."

"This is ridiculous," Kayla muttered.

After snapping the cuffs in place, Dean turned Kayla back around to face him."

"Miss. Kayla Greene. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law..."

"You have no warrant to arrest me."

Dean removed a folded up piece of paper from his back pants pocket and held it in front of Kayla's face. Kayla chuckled. "Please. You call that a warrant?"

Dean placed the paper on the desk with a sigh. "Alright. Fine." He then removed the hat from his head. "How's this for your warrant?"

Dean pulled Kayla close and planted a lingering kiss directly on her lips. The class chuckled at the show of affection before Dean pulled away and turned to the class.

"So, that's how an arrest is made. Normally, I wouldn't kiss the person I was arresting, but, I couldnt' resist and she's just so doggone pretty. Plus...she's my girlfriend."

"Oooooohhhhhh..." came the reply of the class.

"Should I let her go?"

"Yeah!"

Dean turned Kayla around and removed the handcuffs from her wrists. "Okay. Now. Since it's almost lunch time, I have a surprise for everyone. I bought pizza for the entire class. PIZZA PARTY!"

"YAY!"

-The kids were all at their desks eating pizza while the adults were doing the same at the back of the class.

"Thank you guys for coming out here today. The kids seemed to enjoy you being here today."

"Sure thing, Kayla," Shannon said. "It was fun."

"Yeah it was," Seth added. "Makes me want to have a kid."

"Oh, we will. Someday."

"So, what did you think, Dean?"

Dean swallowed his bite of pizza. "It was fun. Really fun. I forgot to ask, did I have the cuffs on too tight?"

"Oh, no. Not at all. You were very gentle. By the way, what was up with that kiss?"

"My instincts got the best of me. I couldn't resist." Dean stated with a wink

Seth spoke up. "So. Anybody got any plans for this Saturday night?"