Chel’s feet moved faster than any
human could ever hope of moving, though Chel was very much human, she was also
on the track team and the top of her class in gym. But that wasn’t enough to save her from the
torture of the other classes, she was nearly always late because she worked
after school and then did homework until
Chel threw open the classroom door
and stared at the class and the teacher who looked ready to kill her. “I’m sorry for being late.” She apologized
quickly and took her seat before the teacher could punish her further. “Miss Lunar, in the future I suggest you
become more punctual.” He quirked a brow and then turned back to the board, the
student’s looked away from her and paid attention to the teacher. Chel sank down into her seat and sighed, this
was going to be another painful day.
Of course she had been right, the teacher
did nothing but throw questions at her that she couldn’t answer and made the
other students laugh. It appeared as if
he did it on purpose, but she knew he was just doing a sync pattern. She sighed, “just kill me now.” Chel
muttered.
The bell finally rang after what
seemed like hours instead of an hour, Chel stood up and collected her things,
then as she tried to get out of the class without the teacher seeing her, he
called out; “Miss Lunar! Stay.”
All the other students filed out
and Chel turned stiffly to her teacher, she walked over to his desk and looked
at him. His eyes were black and narrowed
behind his round glasses, his hair was loosely cut and some of the bangs hung
in his eyes, “I can’t say that I have been enjoying this Chel.” He used her
first name as he waved for her to sit.
Chel sat down in a chair opposite his.
“Now, I don’t know if you are doing
this on purpose…” he held up a hand to silence her protest, “or if you are
honestly being late. Now either way I
can’t tolerate it anymore. I have a
suggestion to make to you,” he paused waiting for her to speak but she didn’t
so he continued; “very recently they have installed what we call ‘night
studies’ into this school. They are for
the student’s who don’t seem to do well during the day, like yourself. I have heard from some of the students
personally that it is easier on them, because they can sleep in.” The teacher intertwined his fingers and
watched her over them. “What do you
think?”
Chel stared at him for a long time;
she wasn’t sure what to think. “Uh, I
don’t know if...” she paused and blinked, her teacher had just narrowed his
eyes into somewhat of a glare. “I
suppose…” she changed her tactic, “I could… try it out.” She offered.
“Splendid, I will talk to your
councilor and have him make all the arrangements.” He smiled, “now be along,
and here is a teachers pass so you don’t have to worry about the next one.”
Chel nodded and stood, taking the
pass, “Thank you Mr. Fanis.” Her voice was almost no more than a whisper and
she left the class. She sighed and went
to her the next classroom, not bothering to go to her locker since those books
were already in her bag.
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