Fan Fiction ❯ I'm the new English Teacher ❯ Chapter 1

Shay here… This is my first story so, please, don't flame me for it. English is my second language, sorry for the incomprehensibilities =D

Disclaimers: All events here are purely fictional, strait out of my head. If ever that really happened, well it's not my fault.

~Intro~

Her footsteps resonate in the sunny corridor of the school. The nervousness was settling in the veins. Placing the nicest smile she could manage on her lips, Miaka stopped in front of the class she's suppose to step in any minutes now. She was the new English teacher in Mikkyo High school in Japan. They were seniors, graduating this year. Taking a big gulp of air, she steps in the class.

"-Ohayo…."

Looking at her class, all her courage, that took 2 days to amass, flew through the window. The impassive, almost angry looks of her students, killed the last hope that maybe, maybe, she could enjoy this. Smiling wider, she made sign that she'll be back in 1 minute and jump out of the class. Standing alone in the hallway, Miaka began to scream.

"-Fucking asshole, I'm so fucking going to kill that son-of-a-2$-whore! Asswipe, to send me in this hell! Fuckety-Fucking-Fuck"

~2 weeks before-Chapter 1a~

"-Fore"

A student screamed across the noisy cafeteria. The piece of Jell-o almost struck Miaka on her forehead but missed.

"-You miss, cow-shit," she screamed back.

"-Actually, no, he didn't miss"

Miaka turned to her friend, who was wiping the rest of the Jell-o off his cheek. She laughs at the sight and gave Ivan more napkins too wipe him self with.

"-What were you doing behind me?" ask Miaka; going back to the paper she was reading.

"-Admiring your neckline" Ivan said with a grin but only receive a groan for an answer. Taking the seat next to his friend, he twisted his neck to see what she was reading.

"- Ummm English Teacher Abroad" he read, "Why are you reading that, Mia?"

Putting his head on her shoulder.

"-Too get away from you freaks"

That earned a glare from Ivan…

"Okay, let me re-phrase that, too get away from you sanely-freaky people"

And she received a pat on her head from Ivan.

"-I trained you well, my pet"

Miaka shrugged Ivan off her shoulder. The paper was due for today; she was still not sure if she should. She had nothing to loose, so she filled the paper while Ivan was babbling happily about this new kind of film he tend to use soon. The pain of having a friend majoring in journalism.

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Knocking on the teachers lounge's door, hoping Mr. Samthon was there so she could turn in the paper. The very last teacher she wanted to see opened the door.

"-Good Afternoon Mr. Anderson, is Mr. Samthon in the lounge?" she said before the teacher could place a word. Pasting the nicest fake smile on her face, she waited her answer.

"-Ah! Ms. Gains. You're a bit late, Mr. Samthon already left for the day. He had something important to do. Was he supposed to wait for you?"

He smiled sweetly at the girl in front of him. Miaka was already fuming inside but kept up her smile.

"-It's to give him that paper. It was inside my locker this morning"

Showing in the form, Miaka resisted any temptation of bad oops-you-miss kind of joke.

"-Surely it's a mistake. My guess it's best for you to teach abroad. Far from the temptation of impure English" the teacher smirked at his remark.

"-You are too kind to think about my well being"

She smiles a bit too sweetly to be nice and her eyes were shooting daggers. Mr. Anderson was the same. Anybody coming close to these two, could vouch the temperature was colder.

"-I will take great care of that form for you Ms. Gains" Slowly closing the door, Mr. Anderson went back to the security of the lounge.

"-You're better, or I'll kick you fat-ass so hard that my foot will tickle your stomach, you bitch-fuck" she grumbled, walking angrily down the hallway.

She grabbed the first person she recognized by the shoulder and shakes him violently.

"-Who the fuck Mr. Anderson thinks he is? What did I ever fucking do to him? That Asswipe, that bitch-goat-fucking-redneck-whore!"

Miaka let go of her violated friend. Bob fell back on the wall, supporting himself. Miaka huff and puffed in front of him, trying to control her anger.

"-I hate you" said Bob as soon he found his senses back" I really do"

"-And I love you too" she chuckled

"-He doesn't like you because you skipped his English class, but still managed to get the best score of all. You once called him an `expired bodily function' and a `fallacious cerebrum', gave back your homework late, should I go on?"

But Miaka was still laughing at `expired bodily function'.

"That was great of me! No, I think I heard enough. I'm thirsty, I'm going for beer, are u coming?" Seeing that Bob was hesitating, she add, "I'm paying"

He smiled broadly.