The Alpha and the Teacher

4. The School

Cassie’s POV

5 years later

“Ok boys and girls. I’m going to miss you so much, but I hope you have fun summer! You all have made such a great progress this year, and I know you will succeed next year in third grade.” I say to my class full of second graders. I barely hold back the tears as the bell rings announcing summer has begun.

I walked my students out of the classroom and towards the busses. All the teacher are outside waving goodbye to all the kids. As I turn back towards my classroom my heart hurts. It’s my last day in this classroom. I could stay if I wanted. Everyone on this school is wonderful, but I’ve known for awhile it’s time to head back towards Georgia.

“Mom, do we have to move? We made so many friends,” Brynlee says to me as we all walk back into the classroom.

“I know Brynlee, and mommy has made many friends too, but I think this will be a great new adventure for all of us. Let’s start packing some things up before heading home.”

The twins and I pack up as much of the classroom as we can. This was my first year teaching, and I absolutely loved it. I honestly thought I would be teaching at this school in this classroom for a very long time, but something has been nagging at me to move back toward Georgia. Living among only humans has been really hard for me, but it’s been worth it. The twins have their grandparents, my adoptive parents, and they have many friends in the neighborhood. I want to just stay and live here forever, but some day I’m going to have to let the twins know they’re werewolves. I thought I could just find a pack somewhere near us, but I still don’t trust any werewolves after everything that happened. We packed up the car to head home.

“Grandma!” Beckett shouts as we walk through the door.

“Hey, little man. How was you last day of school?”

“It was great grandma! We went to the park and had a picnic for lunch.”

“Oh, that sounds nice. Why don’t we get started packing before dinner you two.”

“Noooo” both kids whines before heading upstairs.

Mom gives me a sad look before asking, “Do you really need to move all the way to Georgia? You’ve already settled down here. I know you want your own place, but your father and I are willing to help.”

We both make our way upstairs. “I know mom, but I want the twins to experience life in Georgia the way I did. I just feel like moving their might bring me some peace. I appreciate everything you and dad have done for me, but my blood family was from Georgia. You know I will always see you and dad as another set of parents, but I really miss the family I had in Georgia.”

My mom looks at me with tears in her eyes. “I understand Cassie. I hope you find what your looking for there.”

My mom has always been great with understanding my feelings. She’s always let me cry on her shoulder about the family I once had. She never made me feel ungrateful for mourning my parents or my family. It’s the reason I was able to easily open up to her. She always told me she knew she couldn’t replace my mom. I never told her my brother was married and was the twins’ father. I just always talked about my parents and my older brother. To this day I have no idea how such a wonderful and loving couple could so easily raise a teenager with kids without a single ounce of remorse. I knew they always wanted a baby of this own, but they were just as happy to adopt the twins and me.

After a week of travel we finally make it to our AirB&B we’re renting until we find a house.

“Okay you two, grandma and grandpa will be visiting for the next few days. I have interviews and house viewing appointments I need to tend to.”

“What kind of a house are we going to get?” Brynlee asks.

“Will we have our own rooms?” Asked Beckett, “because I’m tired of sharing a room with a girl!”

“Well I don’t want to share a room with a boy anymore! Can we live in a castle so I can be a princess?” Asks Brynlees

I laugh before answering, “I’m hoping to find a house big enough you will both get your own rooms, but first I need to find a teaching position. I want to make sure you two go to school where I work.”

The AirB&B we’re renting has only two rooms, so the twins have to share. It’s a cozy little house on the outskirts of Savannah in a nice neighborhood. As much as I love the idea of living in the area, I know my heart is set on living in the woods closer to the wild. I would love to move back home, but I don’t know if there even is a home anymore. Who knows what has become of the old Blue Moon pack village.

I decided on wearing a black pencil skirt with a white button up under a black blazer and black two inch heals for my interview. I’ve really grown into an adult body. I’m not super tall like some shewolves. I’m only 5’6, but I’ve got curves. My full D cups along with my voluptuous ass gives me the perfect house glass figure. It will take a lot of man to handle these curves. I curl my hair and do a natural look for my make up. I’m interviewing at Rodchester Elementary today. It’s a small school is a small town, and I know a few packs use to live in the area. I’m hoping to have a few pups in my class. I’ve also found a few houses in the country right out side of the town that I really like. It’s going to be a long day with a 4 hour drive round trip.

I grab my purse before kissing the twins goodbye. I’m so grateful my parents were able to visit to watch the kids while I’m gone all day. Now that we moved my parents have slowed down working. I hope soon they can just retire and enjoy life. They’re not that old, but they did very well for themselves while they were younger.

I finally arrive at the school with my resume and portfolio in hand. I’m directed to sit on a bench just outside the principal’s office. The school looks so cheery with bright colors everywhere. It looks like the art teacher has paints murals over all the walls. I love that the hallways aren’t just white, kids love color. Even though the school is small, my research of the area shows it’s a great school. The school is so small, in fact, the primary, intermediate, middle, and high school are all attached in the same building. Most parents want their kids to go to the most prestigious schools in the bigger cities like Savannah, but what most parents don’t understand about a small school is the community.

The last school I worked at was you typical size of 200 students or so in each grade level and multiple separate buildings to accommodate all the students, but when I lived in Georgia we went to small school similar to this one. It was still a little bigger in than Rodchester with two buildings one for the elementary and one for the middle and high school. I only had 100 people in my grade level before I left my Sophomore year. I’ve really missed the community of a small school. Everyone knows everyone, but that also means everyone is in everyone’s business. I loved that most of the teacher’s children were attending the same school they were teaching at.

I’m hoping for the twins to have the same experience. I want them to grow up knowing all of their classmates and all of their teachers. This is the kind of school I’ve been dreaming to teach at. Usually with small schools to teachers’ pay is terrible, but since this school is in a pack community they receive a good amount of funds so the teachers get paid well. Most alphas and packs know that education is important for community growth. They usually donate and are very involved with the schools in their area. I’m not sure if any packs are involved with this school, but I sure do hope so.

After having to wait for 20 minutes I’m finally called into the principal’s office.

“Good Morning Miss Taylor,” Mrs. Huston says.

“Good Morning Mrs. Huston. I’m so glad to meet you.” I say while reaching out my hand to shake hers. I’m trying not to sound too nervous, but it’s hard when I really want this job.

“So, let’s just get started shall we? Tell me why did you move here to Georgia from California?” She asks.

“Well, I’m actually from Georgia. I moved to California when I was 16 so I decided it was time to move closer to home.”

I start to relax after a few minutes into the interview. Mrs. Huston is very personable and makes me feel confident in myself. The interview only lasts for 10 minutes, but we start to talk about our own interests and other topics for another 20 minutes. By the time I leave I feel like I made a new best friend instead of being grilled by a hope-to-be boss.

Mrs. Huston opens her office door, “Well, Miss Taylor I few more teachers to interview for the position, but I will be in touch soon.”

“Thank you so much for taking the time to interview me. I really hope I’m able to become apart of this community,” I reply while leaving. I happily walk back to my car in high hopes of the job.

“FOUR DAYS! It’s been four days!” I yell at no one in particular. I’m standing in my room at the AirB&B. I can’t stand waiting to hear back from interviews. Nobody has called me back yet, but the only school I care about is Rodchester Elementary. I’ve already had 3 other interviews and looked at 7 houses in the areas. I’m starting to loose hope. We only have a few more days left to rent the AirB&B, and since it’s summer time in Georgia the house is already booked for next week. Now we’re going to have to stay at a hotel for who knows how long.

I hear my phone ring and snatch it off my bed reading the caller ID “Rodchester Elementary”. I squeal with giddiness before taking a big calming breathe.

“Hello this is Miss Taylor,” I say.

“Hello Miss Taylor this is Mrs. Huston. I’m calling to let you know that the Second Grade teaching position you interview for has been filled.”

“Oh,” is all I can say over the phone right now. I sit down on my bed with complete and utter disappointment. My hopes and dreams of working in a small school like the one I attended is shattered.

“But there’s a Kindergarten position I would like for you to consider. If your interested the position is yours. I feel the kindergarten team will be a better fit for you.”

“Oh!” I say perking up a bit. I’ve always loved teaching second and third grade, but I’m up for the challenge of teacher kindergarteners.

“Well, Miss Taylor, what do you think? Would you be willing to fulfill the kindergarten position?”

“Yes!” I say. “Yes, that would be fantastic! I’m very excited to start this new chapter in my life!”

Now all I have to do is find a house in the area. I’ve already looked at a few I really liked. Hopefully I’m able to find and close on one quickly.