Teacher:

After making Daniel give a very bad explanation of a topic that was never made clear, I felt guilty... Guilty for having that teacher put him on his knees in the front of the class until he's out ...

<<How bad I am>> <<... But he deserves it ... He is the one who doesn't know how to apologize..."

"Do his knees hurt?"

I skipped lunch, I was not hungry.

I went to where the clubs were and I could see a basketball court.

I thought it was strange because when they told me about the clubs, nobody told me about basketball."

Believe it or not, with my 60 inches I was very good at basketball since it was a sport that was played a lot in my country.

I entered the room where the court was, and the floors were all shiny, all clean and in perfect condition as if it had never been used.

When I was going to put a foot inside the court the bell of the second period rang...

We'll see each other now, don't forget about me...

Buaaa * baby crying inside *.

I returned to the class and I don't know how to say this, but the teacher was wearing clothes that showed everything, I looked at her surprised.

I don't understand how there are people who don't respect their own bodies and give them to anyone.

"Oh, I see that you are new," he said in a loving tone.

"Emm, yes" I answered doubtfully.

"Good! You have a beautiful face."

"Thanks?"

She smiled

"Calm down, take a seat," he said mellifluously and with a more false laugh than her botox.

I literally ran to my seat.

Literally running!

"What's wrong?!" said Daniel.

"Eh ..." I stopped quickly.

"Ha! You almost talk to me! It's not fair," he complained.

I took the view away and the teacher was writing on the blackboard.

This time, there was a great silence in the classroom but it was different, I looked at my surroundings and most of the guys were watching the teacher's butt, and those who didn't, they seem that they were going to vomit of disgust.

I looked at Daniel and he was neutral, that is, he didn't drool but he didn't have a nauseating face either.

"Well my men, today I will explain what enzymes are."

On top of that one could see everything, she is a biology bitch! I hope she doesn't explain human reproduction; I don't want to see that.

Out of nowhere, the teacher appeared in front of me.

"Little Tom?"

"What happens?"

"Could it be that you are not paying attention?"

"Oh, excuse me."

"Don't worry, Tom," he said as he took my hand.

How crazy is that teacher! Iugh! Don't touch me, bitch.

I took my hand brutally, the teacher looked at me badly, turned around and continued teaching.