Don't make me fall
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Chapter 2
The test is easy for me. The new teacher doesn't look thrilled to be here. He watches us with a cold stare. To be more precise...he watches me.
I have finished my answers and there is still half an hour left. Too much time for me to stay calm. The pencil ids getting cold on my desk and an idea flashes in my head. After all, he has already given me detention .
There is a whole blank page in front of me, the back side of the test paper. Too much space to get wasted. So I write. I write about the book. I make comments on the plot, the heroes, the place. I fill the page and I need another one. I ask for one.
Mr Whatever's face looks bothered. He comes closer and takes my test, reads and almost fumes. The rest of the class exchanges smirks, soft laughs and whispers. They have some kind of idea about the how Isabella Swan can make you mad. He already looks as if he's going to bite me.
"Care to explain why do you need another paper Ms Swan?" His stare is rough and challenging. He looks extremely serious and formal for a young teacher. A very young and pretty...pretty teacher if I may say so.
"I have some things to add if you don't mind," I answer boldly. I have to keep up with the standards of my file. The Chief's lunatic daughter who came back to Forks unwillingly and has dropped out of school more than five times and was found and brought back to her father from this colleagues. My furthest escape was the borders to Mexico. Charlie sold my car and kept me without cash for weeks. That meant no books, phone, internet. We made a deal. I finish school, he doesn't hover. I never said it was going to be easy...
"Let's see," Mr English mumbles and focuses on my answers. I sit back and relax. I can almost describe his reaction. Curious, angry, shouts, and then "F". It happens all the time, he can't be any different.
The first signs are exactly those I expect. He frowns, stops and looks at me, then reads again, frowns, then...he laughs?
"OK," he simply says and puts the paper down. He then goes to his office and comes back with a blank page while the whole class is staring. They look at him as if he is an alien. Then they look at me and back at him. They obviously do not get what's going on. I'm with them...
"You all have fifteen minutes left. Leave the tests on my desk. Ms swan, I'll see you later...in the detention class. Don't forget to bring your pen."
I could swear he had just threatened me...
AN: Thank you all. Your thoughts about that detention?:)