'rringggggggggggg’……’arghhh, what…huh? Oh, fuck…it’s my alarm, another fucking boring schoolday with even more boring lessons given by my stupid annoying teachers’’. Loth wakes up slowly, annoyed already by the stupid alarm that took him out of a great dream. Time for another day of school. He gets up slowly, his eyes still half closed and still half a sleep in the shower. With a face like he’s gonna kick someones ass, he gets downstairs where his mom is in the kitchen making his breakfast. ‘Good morning my sweet son’ she tries her best hoping he will show her a smiling face and some sweet words in return. ‘Grrmmmmblllll…’ he replies and grabs the sandwich his mother has on a plate in front of her, grabs his bag with nothing more in it than his phone, musicplayer and earphones and a little bag of weed, and walks off, not saying one more word to his mom.
He walks to school, slowly, smoking, getting high. When he arrives, the school bell already rang and classes have started. Ofcourse he doesn’t give a damn and walks straight into the classroom he’s supposed to be in, a class in French. The French teacher is one hot Lady. Dark curly hair and blue eyes, always dressed in pretty short skirts and boots and she doesn’t do a great job on hiding her boobs either…nice boobs Loth must admit, he grins. As he walks straight into the classroom in a not too quiet and subtle way, his teacher clears her throat loudly ‘Ahummmmm?’. He stops for a second but shrugs and walks on. ‘Excusez-moi Mister Loth????’ She tries again to get his attention. He ignores her and with his back facing her way he slowly walks on to his chair and sits down. Little does he know….when he sits down and turns facing the teacher….he gulps soft as she’s standing right in front of him, looking stern into his eyes, one of her hands on his table holding a ruler. The class is silent, not knowing whats going to happen next and not daring to say anything. Loth doesn’t dare either, the look on her face says enough, not in a long time has anyone looked at him that way, they never dare. He looks at her, his mouth shut with a semi-nonchalant look on his face but his heartbeat raising. She starts again. ‘I said, excusez-moi Mister Loth? That IS you right?’. That’s obviously a rhetorical question, he thinks but decides she might be expecting an answer anyway and the way she looks at him….he nods slowly. ‘Well then, Mister Loth, I cant help but notice……you WERE LATE’. The way she says those last words.....he gulps again and looks around him, trying to see if his classmates can tell he’s not that comfortable. She goes on, still facing him sternly ‘this hasn’t been the first time, has it Loth?’. He shakes his head slowly, looking at her with eyes that slowly grow wider. ‘and it hasn’t been the first time you break a rule either has it Loth?’. ‘N..no Miss’ he stutters. ‘Im getting pretty annoyed with your behaviour, young man, very very annoyed I should say. Therefore, this time you will STAY after class and don’t dare sneak out, you’ll be in far more trouble then. Is that understood?’. Loth slowly nods, his heartbeat high, already little drops of sweat falling down his back. Whats happening to me? He thinks ‘why do I let her talk to me like that? Why don’t I just get the fuck out of here?. He doesn’t get it, but he doesn’t dare move and sits there not saying anything during the whole class, his thoughts going everywhere, not knowing what will happen.
The school bell rings again, class is over and Loth has spend the last 50 minutes sweating, wiggling nervously on his butt while still trying to look as cool as ever. His classmates leave the classroom and in his head he doesn’t hear anyting else but ‘RUNNN LOTH RUNNN while you still can’. But he sits there, frozen…not able to move one muscle. The classroom is empty and his teacher takes her time putting her stuff into her bag and cleaning the board…not saying anything but he can feel her eyes on him, watching his every move. Suddenly she stops and sits down behind her desk, legs and arms crossed, looking at him with that stern face again. He gulps. ‘Loth….come here’. He slowly stands up, his hands and knees shaking, and slowly walks towards her. ‘Stand there’ she says as he is right in front of her desk. She stands up, picking up that ruler again and starts walking around him, behind him, looking at him. ‘So, you are kind of a smartass, aren’t you Loth? Kind of a little rebel, doesn’t care about anything, do you Loth’ she starts in a slow, stern voice. Loth doesn’t dare say anything.
‘Well, Loth….rebellious little boys don’t scare me and I know just the trick to zip up that smartass mouth of yours’. He gulps again. What did she mean? Trick? What the fuck is she talking about? Suddenly he hears her slapping the ruler against her hand, slowly. He worries but thinks ; no wayyyy, that’s…..thats….illegal isn’t it? His doubts makes him worry even more, he shivers ….
To be continued….
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