Belle took her pencil and started to write down what Gibson wrote on the board. She is not quite fond of Gibson's charming figure standing in front of her eyes. Belle let it sigh and ignored it, focusing on what she wrote in her note book.
"Oh my gosh he is so handsome. I'm gonna ask him more". one of the girl students whispered. Belle turns to them. They didn't write the note but gossip about Gibson. "Is he single? oh my god".
Belle rolled her eyes, disgusted. She can feel Gibson was hearing them and smiling. Oh yes he is. Belle tapped the back of the pencil on the table, following the rhythm. Her lips start to sing quietly, not making a single sound as she hears the girl students still talk about Gibson.
Gibson's presence already caught the girl's heart. Belle eyes scanning around. "I will make him fall for me".
"Can you guys shut up!" Belle grit her teeth as she spoke to the girls two rows from Belle. "F*ck it! What is the matter with you guys!"
"Duh, what the f*ck is wrong with you Belle. Jealous?"
"No. You guys make me sick! stop encouraging him. I don't care if one of you want to be f*ck by him just not in this class. Tell you what bitch? go to him in person not murmur behind his back!"
Belle pushes the chair roughly. Gibson turns to Belle, the classroom eyeing her. Gibson laid the chalk on desk, seeing Belle walking to his desk. "Yes Miss Decker?"
"I'm going to the toilet Mr. Gibson".
"Why?"
Belle snorted, said. "Doing my business. I don't think it necessary to tell you that". She breathed. "Can I go now?" Gibson nods his head, Belle then walking out from the classroom. Gibson smiled. "Buggers!"
"Whoa what the hell girl. Chill". it was Emma inside the toilet Belle saw as the door was open. Emma smirks and redo her make up in front of the mirror. "Why so tense?"
Belle leaned on the sink beside Emma. Hand crossed on her chest. "A new teacher is a problem".
"Oh yes. Victor Gibson his name". Emma put the lipstick on her lips. "He replaced Mr. Skinner, the English teacher. What is the problem?"
"Those bitches. I don't give a f*ck! they start to fantasize of Gibson having sex with them. What do I deserve for this? I want to focus on my studies and those bitches never stop". Belle cried. "Make them stop please".
Emma shushes her. "So dramatic Belle". she clapped her hand. "Oh darling Belle, it's normal to fantasize even if it's weird to fantasize about your teacher. Don't bother them much Belle, just focus on what you need to focus".
"I am. Oh I'm going to loo". Belle walked to the cubicle stall and shut the door. "I don't get why it's happening today". Belle talks inside the cubicle. "I wish he wasn't in my class".
Emma snickering in front of the mirror, she now powders her nose. "You need to face it Belle. This is the reality we talk about". hearing Belle flush the toilet then she comes out from the cubicle. "Accept that Gibson is here".
"No I don't". Belle washes her hand on the sink. "I don't like to talk about it".
"Well you brag this out. Is he cute?"
"Eeww, see for yourself".
Emma and Belle laugh at that. Belle hears a heavy footstep running through the hallway and suddenly the girl toilet door bursts open. Both girls were shocked. It was Gibson who burst that door open. He looked tired of running through the hallway.
What is he doing here?
"Can I help you sir?" ask Emma to Gibson. "You know this is a girl's toilet right? if you can't hold your shit we won't tell anyone about this if you use the girl's toilet. I get it, the boy toilets are far from pfft.." Emma snickering. "Help yourself". She pointed at the cubicle.
Gibson ignores Emma. His eyes were locked to Belle, so he didn't hear what Emma just said about shit. "Miss Decker?" he said.
"What!?"
"I thought you're in trouble or something so I decided to check on you by myself. It's been forty-five minute since you left the classroom and I don't think doing your business was long enough to take".
Emma turns to Belle then back to Gibson. "Owh. You must be Mr. Gibson, the new English teacher in our school. Emma Evigan, Belle's best friend, we are kind of like a sister". Emma and Gibson shake hands. "So you are not gonna use the toilet I believe but you are looking for Belle".
"Yes Miss Evigan. What are you two doing if I ask?"
"Freshen up Mr. Gibson. Girl thing. No worries we're going". Emma wink at Belle then out from the toilet. "See you Belle". the door shut close.
Gibson eyes back to Belle, she wash her hand again. "You are not supposed to be in here Mr. Gibson". she walked past him, Gibson stopped her, eyes met. "Will you let go of my arm?"
"I thought you were in trouble, Miss Decker. That is why I'm here".
"Why? saving me from the bad guy". smirking. "You're funny Mr. Gibson". she shovels Gibson's hand from her. Belle walked back to the class, Gibson was behind her.
Noon later. The girl Belle and Emma are sitting on the cafeteria table. The two are eating lunch, having a talk. Emma tapped the spoon on the table as her mouth chewed, eating with a smile. She asks Belle.
"What happened after I left?".
"Nothing happened jeez".
Emma snickering. She shoveled the meat inside her mouth. "Thought you both are. The weather is nice. He's kinda handsome too".
"Oh god not you too. Bring my Emma back you bitch!" Belle choked her to death as they laughed. "Oh god this is ridiculous. What was I thinking?''.
"Speaking of the devil". Emma points. "He's walking toward us right now".
Belle didn't look at her back but she felt Gibson's presence getting closer to her. Belle hurried her feet running from Gibson, Emma couldn't stop her.
"Mr. Gibson hello".
Emma greeted him. Gibson sees Belle running away from him, he takes a seat on Belle's previous chair. He spoke.
"I don't feel we both are getting to know each other and I'm sorry that I barge inside the girl toilet. I was worried that your friend thought someone was bothering her".
"And you are trying to be a hero to save Belle from harm. Interesting. Sounds like you got a crush on Belle without her notice. Congratulations".
Gibson blushed, said. "No. No I am not. I was trying to protect all my students. Even you I will.. perhaps if you allow me but don't think I was the pervert teacher". Emma laughed, so did Gibson. "I am not what you think".
"It's okay Mr. Gibson I understand that. But be careful never to repeat that again, bursting the girls toilet. They will catch you for being a pervert".
Emma drinks her soda. "They keep talking about you Mr. Gibson since you arrived".
"I am not interested in that gossip. Can I ask you something, Miss Evigan? about your friend Miss Decker is she lesbian?"
Emma laughed so hard making Gibson feel ashamed a bit. She speaks. "Belle are not lesbian Mr. Gibson why you think that she is?"
"I don't know if you tell me. She likes cursing when she spoke".
"Belle does not like cursing Mr. Gibson unless it was necessary or someone made her annoyed. She is a nice girl we have both known since we were little girls".
Gibson nods understanding, up from the chair. "In that case thank you Miss Evigan. Glad to hear it from you. Well enjoy your food". he smiled then walked. Emma watches Gibson.
"What a weird man".
Later in the evening. A beautiful suburban neighborhood. Belle and Emma climb out from the bus before they two walk separate ways, Emma's remind Belle of something.
"I think Mr. Gibson had a crush on you Belle".
"Owh shut up Emma!" Emma laughs as she walks back to her home. Belle shakes her head unbelievable, she walks side of the street. "Hi Mrs. Bennet!" she waved at the old lady Bennet's. Mrs. Bennet waved back at Belle in a smile.
From afar Belle saw her mother talking with a man she was familiar with. As she gets closer, shocking to see Gibson is the one talking with her mother and what the hell is Gibson doing in here.
Belle approaches the adult. Her mother saw Belle. "Oh dear you're home. As you are here this is our new neighbor our next door Mr. Gibson. And Mr. Gibson, this is my daughter Belle". said the mother. Gibson smirking.
"Hello Belle. Shocking to see you again and we're neighbors. Mrs. Decker, I am Belle, a new English teacher. So I met your daughter today at school, she is in my class".
The mother laughed. "What a small world. Belle? Why don't you say Hi to your teacher? School is a different thing. You are at home now so don't be formal. Say Hi to Mr. Gibson".
"What if I don't?" said Belle in a sarcastic tone. Her eyes to Gibson. "So will I get my punishment at school Mr. Gibson?"
"Oh Belle honey don't be such a sarcastic girl. Mr. Gibson is your teacher and he tries to be nice with you because you are his student. I expect you to behave darling tsk tsk tsk". the mother smiles looking up at Gibson. "I am so sorry the way my Belle is talking with you Mr. Gibson".
Gibson smiled. "It's okay Mrs Decker. Teenagers, what can we say? They're not mature yet".
"Good point. Oh teenager always had rude behavior toward adults. I'm her mother but not my Belle. My Belle is perfect, maybe just today she is getting her period I think".
"MOM!"
Belle shouts unbelievable. Her mother tries to embarrass Belle in front of Gibson. Belle is eyeing Gibson who is smirking.
"Oh Mr. Gibson if you don't mind please keep your eyes on my Belle in school".
"Mom! I don't need someone to keep their eyes on me. Especially not my teacher, I can look after myself".
"Really? you better get ready to work darling. Your food is on the table and your dad is inside".
Belle grunt turns her feet and walks to the door. She slammed the door hard behind, the mother shocked then giggled.
"I think she got her period. She is so moody today".
"I think she's not. Just the way she was. If I ask why Belle is working tonight?"
"Oh Mr. Gibson. Belle likes doing something in her life like working on her own. Just a part-time job at the diners. At the day she is going to school, at night she is working".
Gibson nodded his head. He spoke. "She is just sixteen".
"What can I say Mr. Gibson, the only child me and Mr. Decker had. My Belle".
"It means Beauty". said Gibson.
The mother shook her head. "Well it is nice to meet you Mr. Gibson. I should get inside because I don't know what else Belle will doing".
"Yes, right. Oh before you go Mrs Decker. Can I ask where Belle's work is?"