Class Clowns
Chapter 2: Introductions
Claire's POV
"Welcome to Algebra 2 Trigonometry, I'm Mr. Styles and I will be your teacher this year. I'd like for each of you to stand up, tell me your name, what you do outside of school and a fun fact." The curly haired man writes his name sloppily across the index board as he explains. I glance around the room and all of the girls are literally swooning over him... and I haven't got a clue why.
I feel Craig nudging me from the side and I try to keep my focus on the annoying cheerleader telling Mr. Styles how she's 'incredibly flexible' but he is too tempting to ignore.
"What!" I whisper shout through gritted teeth. He gives me a goofy grin while sliding a sticky note of paper across the desk to me. Really? He wants to pass notes on the first day?
Mr. Styles looks like my older brother on crack.
I read the note and hold my hand over my mouth to keep me from laughing out loud. I shake my head at him and release a baby laugh when he mouthes 'you know it's true' to me.
"Miss. Saint John?" Mr. Styles british accent snaps me out of my laughter and my attention retracts to the front of the classroom.
"Claire... You can call me Claire." I stand up, smirking at the rest of the class. "Outside of school I enjoy practicing my algebra skills and a fun fact about me is that I absolutely love math." I bat my eyelashes at Mr. Styles who gives me a cheeky grin.
"Well if you love it so much, why don't you come sit in the front of the room?" He suggests, clearing off a seat right in front of his desk.
"No thanks..." I trail off, but he isn't letting this be easy.
"No really, I insist. Come on now, love." He cooly laughs along with the rest of the class. I shoot him a glare and gather my things together, making my way to the front of the room. "I have a feeling we're going to become great friends this year!" He teases me, and I roll my eyes nodding.
"Peace, love, algebra!" I play back, winning the class back on my side. All I'm thinking right now is shit, this going to be a long year.
Math went by quickly and next I have my first Anatomy class with the blonde guy, also known as Mr. Horan.
"I have three rules and if you follow them, you're going to pass this class with no problems at all." His Irish accent makes him ten times more good looking and I feel slightly crazy that I'm attracted to all of my new teachers, but then again I'm not complaining.
"Rule one, I am always right. You don't get to question me, and if I'm wrong... I'm still right." He announces, and only a few people laugh.
"Rule number two, laugh at all of my jokes. If they're not funny, you better act like they're absolutely hilarious." He shares with the class, and everybody cracks up. He actually is turning out to be maybe my favorite teacher, but then again it's only my second class.
"And the most important rule to remember... Flattery gets you everywhere." He laughs ridiculously loud, making me burst into laughter as well. This guy is actually a riot.
"Overall, this will be a very challenging class but it will also be a lot of fun if you let it be. I understand that you're seniors and that you've got a few class clowns in here... Claire Saint John?" He announces, and I look up at him.
"Who told you that?" I ask nervously and he gives me an adorable smile.
"You have a bad rep with the office ladies." He smirks, making the rest of the class erupt with laughter. The ladies in the office do not like me because I got away with everything last year, which only makes this year worse.
"Indeed I do." I agree, folding my arms over my chest. "You don't seem intimidated at all." I laugh, and he does too.
"I was a class clown myself... we're one in the same." He jokes and returns back to the the class. So far, so good.
After Anatomy I had English, and I have to say... Mr. Payne is one fine mother fucker. Cassidy was finally in my class and I think she fell in love with him the minute she walked into the class room.
"We will be working very hard this year, reading The Scarlet Letter, Pride and Prejudice and Macbeth... But we will also be watching the movies." He smirks and the rest of the class claps for him.
"Now does anyone have any questions for me? Nothing is off limits." He smiles, sitting on top of his desk. I look over at Cassidy who is literally drooling over him.
"Ask if he's single." she pokes me, and I shake my head.
"Are you crazy!" I choke and she rolls her eyes, silently begging me. I look up and Mr. Payne is already looking at me. "I have a question..." I raise my hand.
"Yes...."
"Claire. My names Claire." I smile, and he nods for me to continue. "Are you and the rest of the new teachers married?" I ask, and the all the boys 'ohhhh' behind me.
"We're all single, actually." He admits with a small blush. "Next question?"
Lunch was awesome, reuniting with friends that I haven't seen since last year and talking about the teachers we've had so far... Next I have art and I'm dying to talk more with Mr. Malik.
His classroom is covered in graffiti art and cool colors which makes me smile. I've always been interested in the arts... Whether it's dancing or painting I'm just really into them.
"Welcome to senior year art. I'm Mr. Malik, but I'd prefer if you call me by my first name, Zayn." He explains, and my heart melts. Why is his accent so friggen cute and why is his name even cuter?
Annoyingly enough, Craig and Luke are both in this class but they seem to like Mr. Malik--Zayn, for the most part.
"I'd like everyone to partner up, everything we do this year will be with a partner." He tells us, and everyone quickly scrambles to get a partner. Luke is with Craig, Cassidy isn't in here... Oh fuck am I actually the only one without a partner? I nervously look around as everyone is sitting with someone else, and then it's just me.
"Looks like it's you and me this year." Zayn smiles, coming beside me. My heart nearly leaps out of my fucking chest. I love my life.
"Are you sure? I can work alone." I try to bargain but he shakes his head disagreeing.
"Afraid I'll be better than you?" He asks, and I roll my eyes.
"Fine... We can be partners." I scrunch my nose at him playfully, and he shoots me his gorgeous grin before heading back to the front of the class.
The rest of art was fun and I decided that aside from Mr. Styles, I fucking love the new teachers. I didn't have Mr. Tomlinson today but from what I heard he's extremely funny so I'm happy. During art, Craig convinced me to go out with him tonight... I don't even know how but he did. We have our fake ids and we haven't been to a bar in a while but I was definitely in the mood to get out.
Maybe getting back with Craig will distract me from my dangerous attraction to Zayn, Mr. Horan, Mr. Payne and whether I like it or not, Mr. Styles?
"Welcome to Algebra 2 Trigonometry, I'm Mr. Styles and I will be your teacher this year. I'd like for each of you to stand up, tell me your name, what you do outside of school and a fun fact." The curly haired man writes his name sloppily across the index board as he explains. I glance around the room and all of the girls are literally swooning over him... and I haven't got a clue why.
I feel Craig nudging me from the side and I try to keep my focus on the annoying cheerleader telling Mr. Styles how she's 'incredibly flexible' but he is too tempting to ignore.
"What!" I whisper shout through gritted teeth. He gives me a goofy grin while sliding a sticky note of paper across the desk to me. Really? He wants to pass notes on the first day?
Mr. Styles looks like my older brother on crack.
I read the note and hold my hand over my mouth to keep me from laughing out loud. I shake my head at him and release a baby laugh when he mouthes 'you know it's true' to me.
"Miss. Saint John?" Mr. Styles british accent snaps me out of my laughter and my attention retracts to the front of the classroom.
"Claire... You can call me Claire." I stand up, smirking at the rest of the class. "Outside of school I enjoy practicing my algebra skills and a fun fact about me is that I absolutely love math." I bat my eyelashes at Mr. Styles who gives me a cheeky grin.
"Well if you love it so much, why don't you come sit in the front of the room?" He suggests, clearing off a seat right in front of his desk.
"No thanks..." I trail off, but he isn't letting this be easy.
"No really, I insist. Come on now, love." He cooly laughs along with the rest of the class. I shoot him a glare and gather my things together, making my way to the front of the room. "I have a feeling we're going to become great friends this year!" He teases me, and I roll my eyes nodding.
"Peace, love, algebra!" I play back, winning the class back on my side. All I'm thinking right now is shit, this going to be a long year.
Math went by quickly and next I have my first Anatomy class with the blonde guy, also known as Mr. Horan.
"I have three rules and if you follow them, you're going to pass this class with no problems at all." His Irish accent makes him ten times more good looking and I feel slightly crazy that I'm attracted to all of my new teachers, but then again I'm not complaining.
"Rule one, I am always right. You don't get to question me, and if I'm wrong... I'm still right." He announces, and only a few people laugh.
"Rule number two, laugh at all of my jokes. If they're not funny, you better act like they're absolutely hilarious." He shares with the class, and everybody cracks up. He actually is turning out to be maybe my favorite teacher, but then again it's only my second class.
"And the most important rule to remember... Flattery gets you everywhere." He laughs ridiculously loud, making me burst into laughter as well. This guy is actually a riot.
"Overall, this will be a very challenging class but it will also be a lot of fun if you let it be. I understand that you're seniors and that you've got a few class clowns in here... Claire Saint John?" He announces, and I look up at him.
"Who told you that?" I ask nervously and he gives me an adorable smile.
"You have a bad rep with the office ladies." He smirks, making the rest of the class erupt with laughter. The ladies in the office do not like me because I got away with everything last year, which only makes this year worse.
"Indeed I do." I agree, folding my arms over my chest. "You don't seem intimidated at all." I laugh, and he does too.
"I was a class clown myself... we're one in the same." He jokes and returns back to the the class. So far, so good.
After Anatomy I had English, and I have to say... Mr. Payne is one fine mother fucker. Cassidy was finally in my class and I think she fell in love with him the minute she walked into the class room.
"We will be working very hard this year, reading The Scarlet Letter, Pride and Prejudice and Macbeth... But we will also be watching the movies." He smirks and the rest of the class claps for him.
"Now does anyone have any questions for me? Nothing is off limits." He smiles, sitting on top of his desk. I look over at Cassidy who is literally drooling over him.
"Ask if he's single." she pokes me, and I shake my head.
"Are you crazy!" I choke and she rolls her eyes, silently begging me. I look up and Mr. Payne is already looking at me. "I have a question..." I raise my hand.
"Yes...."
"Claire. My names Claire." I smile, and he nods for me to continue. "Are you and the rest of the new teachers married?" I ask, and the all the boys 'ohhhh' behind me.
"We're all single, actually." He admits with a small blush. "Next question?"
Lunch was awesome, reuniting with friends that I haven't seen since last year and talking about the teachers we've had so far... Next I have art and I'm dying to talk more with Mr. Malik.
His classroom is covered in graffiti art and cool colors which makes me smile. I've always been interested in the arts... Whether it's dancing or painting I'm just really into them.
"Welcome to senior year art. I'm Mr. Malik, but I'd prefer if you call me by my first name, Zayn." He explains, and my heart melts. Why is his accent so friggen cute and why is his name even cuter?
Annoyingly enough, Craig and Luke are both in this class but they seem to like Mr. Malik--Zayn, for the most part.
"I'd like everyone to partner up, everything we do this year will be with a partner." He tells us, and everyone quickly scrambles to get a partner. Luke is with Craig, Cassidy isn't in here... Oh fuck am I actually the only one without a partner? I nervously look around as everyone is sitting with someone else, and then it's just me.
"Looks like it's you and me this year." Zayn smiles, coming beside me. My heart nearly leaps out of my fucking chest. I love my life.
"Are you sure? I can work alone." I try to bargain but he shakes his head disagreeing.
"Afraid I'll be better than you?" He asks, and I roll my eyes.
"Fine... We can be partners." I scrunch my nose at him playfully, and he shoots me his gorgeous grin before heading back to the front of the class.
The rest of art was fun and I decided that aside from Mr. Styles, I fucking love the new teachers. I didn't have Mr. Tomlinson today but from what I heard he's extremely funny so I'm happy. During art, Craig convinced me to go out with him tonight... I don't even know how but he did. We have our fake ids and we haven't been to a bar in a while but I was definitely in the mood to get out.
Maybe getting back with Craig will distract me from my dangerous attraction to Zayn, Mr. Horan, Mr. Payne and whether I like it or not, Mr. Styles?
Notes
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1/25/15