User: 8Umbra

I curse Bennett. All this...all his fault!

My hands remain balled at my sides as I forcefully strode down the hall to my classroom two young officers trailing like my shadow.

Imagine my surprise when I woke up to find two children guarding the door to my room, two! What do I need two for! It is not as if I am suddenly going to run, where would I go? The police is involved now they would just hunt me down and if my career is not yet destroyed then it would by then!

Students pass the halls all followed by one officer and they stare at the teacher that has two trailing after him, so much for a normal morning.

Finally the door to my classroom is visible and with a sigh I pause outside of it, taking a deep breath and settling an unreadable expression on my face, calming the inner turmoil that is my mind, it wouldn't do for my students to see me like this.

I open the door slowly making little noise as I enter, I have always like to see the panicked looks on my students faces as they scramble to get away and feign innocence.

Unfortunately this time it doesn't work, they don't even bother to take a sit fast enough for there to be order, they just stare at me and at the two officers that stand by the door now.

I can feel the stares of my students as I walk to my desk and even when I turn they still have sat in order, so much for respect.

"Take your sits!" I see a few of them flinch but it only brings me more anger, I take a deep breath and turn towards the blackboard clenching and unclenching my hands slowly.

I hear the noises their feet make as they scramble to get behind their desks and it makes my eye twitch.

Slowly I turn around again looking each and every one if them in the eye, measuring the thoughts that run through those little heads of them, I know the judgement that crosses their minds but I do not really hold it against them they are are teens and more over they are humans and like any other human being they strive for an answer to everything around them, I cannot blame them to look for it in my person after all is not like I am the most friendly or warm teacher to be around.

I give one last loud sigh running one of my hand through my greying hair.

My class is short and I dismiss them quiet early but at the moment it matters no more I just can't stand being in the same room as anyone right now, my score stays though and it makes little to calm the anger that has already blinded its way through my blood, the stares the young officers directed my way were unnerving and rather rude not to mention the lack of respect they had for my lecture I mean if they are going to stay they may as well make an effort to look interested, I really doubt they had this kind of education in their youth, if their clueless expressions when they bothered to listen were anything to go by.

My next group is already entering, their conversation turning into hushed whispers at the sight of me, I press two of my fingers against my eyes until black spots start appearing, it calms my temper just a bit.

The group that comes after that is no better and the day just goes downhill from there, for starters the schedule is all messed up students arriving way too early or way too late and I am forced to forgive they entrance.

Lunch I decide to skip not really up for the same careless judgement my fellow teachers will offer me, in times like this I remember why making friendship with other is quite important, I have never felt the need for companionship as much as I do now but then I suppose it is all due to the fragile state my mind finds itself in.

The day is long and hard taking a great toll on me for the first time in decades, sleep can't come soon enough.