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Today it was a sunny day, with a few clouds moving slowly though the sky. It was still warm outside and that didn't help the sleepy and yawing, students that were having today their first classes of the semester. Most of them were still outside in the schoolyard, talking and laughing with their friends.
A bus stopped not far from school and you jumped out of it and stared running towards the school building. You were running fast and passing everyone, trying to avoid crushing into someone as you did.
‘Where are you running so fast?’ you heard a familiar voice.
‘English’ you yelled as you opened the door with force and entered into the hallway.
The English teacher was a very old man. His classes were boring and he was not satisfied with anything the students did. However, that wasn't the reason so many students, if not all, hated him and he hated them just as much. He took pleasure in making students cry. He loved to lecture and humiliate them, as much as possible, grinning at them with his yellow teeth in satisfaction as he did. His greasy voice made everyone’s skin crawl. No one was allowed to move breath or speak in his class. Being late, even by a minute, meant 1 week detention and being lecturing in front of the whole class.
You had to get there in time, by all costs. To your desperation, you hear the bell ring for the first period and you felt your stomach turn. *Why did I had to be late today of all days?* you ask yourself as you started running up the stairs.
You finally got in front of your class. You took a deep breath, gripping the door handle and braced yourself for the torture that was going to come. You slowly open the door and everyone in the class turned their gaze to you. The class was almost full, only the front row sits were still free. To your surprise, the most punctual teacher, that might even sleep there, wasn't in class. You sigh in relive. *Maybe today won’t be that bad after all* you thought to yourself as you felt a stone being lifter of your chest.
‘I'm glad that you are honoring us with your presence miss.’ You heard a familiar greasy voice behind you making your heart almost to jump out of your chest. ‘But you are blocking the door.' You turn around to meet the bitter face of your English teacher.
‘Yes…no …I mean... good morning sir’ you started stuttering at the shock of him appearing out of nowhere next to you.
‘Sit down!’ he said in a cold voice that could made the sea froze over, but the thought of you just going to sit down without a lecture was bliss.
‘Yes sir’ you said quickly and went to sit down, in one of the front desks. The front desks were called “the Shield” and were the worst sits to have in his class, but you were happy to sit anywhere as long as you escaped one of his lecturing.
You were rummaging through your bag when the teacher stared talking.
‘The reason I was late today wasn’t because I was slaking, like all of you the whole summer’ his slimy voice vibrated thought the class. ‘I was with the principal, not that I have to explain myself to a bunch a people that wouldn’t wake anything of themselves the way the way you are behaving. But I digress, today we are having the pleasure of increasing your numbers with Mister Loki Odinson’ he waived a hand towards the door. The whole class turned their attention to where he was pointing. Your jaw dropped, along with the other girls in class when you saw him. He was tall with a slim figure, and his raven black hair matched his piercing emerald green eyes. He was standing by the door, looking rather bored though the classroom.
After the shock you had, and was now starting to get back to your senses, you couldn't help but think you've heard that name before.
'Young Mr. Odinson comes from the UK, but because of some...events he is now our student' that pause made you wandered what could have happened. However, that question slipped your mind when he continued talking 'Many of you may know of his brother, the star for our football team, Thor. ‘He said sarcastically. He hated the football team and everyone knew about it.
You knew Thor, and he did mention he had a brother, but the two of them seem as different as day and night. Thor was tall too, but he had broad shoulders and blond hair with blue eyes. You knew siblings don’t need to look anything alike, you had one of your own after all, but if someone didn't told you they were, wouldn't have known in a million years.
'Now Mr. Odinson would you like to say a few words?' Said the teacher, he seemed impatient to end this whole shared as quickly as possible.
'No, I think they know enough. A little bit of mastery must remain for thing to get … interesting' said Loki putting his hand behind his back, in a polite way. The only thing deceiving him was his grin that seemed somewhat evil, but was matching his face oddly well.
‘Good. We’re already behind schedule. Go sit down’ he waived at the class room ‘Oh, and one more thing. Do not expect me to go easy on you. No talking, no skipping, no exception! Did I make myself clear?’ he hissed at him.
Loki didn’t say anything and just shrugged and went to sit down … next to you. Your heart skipped a beat and in your head, you were screaming of happiness. But you couldn't express that outside, for the teacher wasn’t happy with Loki’s response to his question. He gives Loki a look that could burn a hole, but in the end, he opened his book and started the class.
The class went unbearably slow, that was not new. You wanted the class to last forever, but at the same time, you wanted to end as quickly as possible so you could talk to him. Sometimes you pretending that your hair was in the way or that you thought you saw something, so you could look closely at him. His eyes are even more beautiful up close and he doesn't have an imperfection his skin at all. You also noticed the looks of jealousy coming from around the room, all the girls definitely would have made space for him if he asked, even if that meant to push someone out of the row, but lucky for you, he chose to sit next to you
As soon as the class has ended, you felt your heart beating faster. *I can do it* you said to yourself, and then turned to face Loki.
‘That was really brave of you to not respond to the teacher. He can give you a hard time if you cross him’ hearing you talk Loki turned to you with a straight face, not showing any emotions that you could tell, but maybe some of superiority was showing a little. Not knowing how to take it you continued talking 'So your brother is Thor, right? His in the same class as my brother, and I know him too, he’s a nice guy. Oh but I haven't even introduced myself my name is…' but you were cut of as Loki got up from the chair rather violently.
‘Shut up, already. You’re one of the most annoying things I have ever encountered in a long time.’ He seemed angry.
'I just wanted…' you tried to explain yourself, but Loki interrupted you again.
'I don't care. If you want to have a small talk go find Thor, he would love to humor you in an idiotic conversation' after he said that and left the classroom, leaving you confused and embarrassed. At that moment you just wanted to despair, everyone was looking at you and you could even hear some giggles coming form the back of the class.