The Battle Between Mr. Rascal and Ms. Playful

A fine weather summing up to a fine morning. “What a lovely day!” This is Louise Gould’s motivation in starting each day. As long as there are is a clear sky, nothing bad will come to her way. Or so she thought. “Mom! Dad! I’m off to school!” “Okay honey! Call us what time you’ll be back. Be good and make some friends. Love you!” “Sure. Love you guys too!” A fine conversation leading to a fine day. What more could she ask? “Oh! Today is fantastic! Just like any other day.” Now you wouldn’t be saying that after getting hit by a volleyball on the side of the field. This is what you’d be saying: “OUCH! THAT FREAKING HURTS!” along with your own choreographed dance where you jump from one place to another. Only that you landed with your butt hurting on the floor. “Hehe. Sorry miss! Can you throw us the ball over here?” This is the part where you’d think it’s fine as long as he said sorry but then he chuckles first and doesn’t help you get up. Moreover, he’s asking you to do him a favor, maybe not a favor but a command. Louis got up by herself and got the ball. “Apology accepted. And I think you could fetch it yourself!” She threw the ball further away and left the boys dumbfounded at the midst of their game. Louis continued to her classroom at Building 1 Room 302 just as said in their orientation. Where teachers ramble on about the rules and guidelines of the school and what the school offers and other boring stuff. As she entered, most of the class were there just hanging out. She sat at the first chair to the right side of the classroom and got out one of her favorite book series, Harry Potter, though she was reading the first book for the nth time now. Basically she could tell the story without reading the book or watching the movie. Louis is quite proud of that, thinking that it’s her only ability. Ding! Dong! “Oh great… The bell rang telling me to ‘Stop reading and listen to your teacher’.” Their adviser, Mrs. Angeline Goldwater, entered the room and quieted the class down. “Okay class! Welcome to another year to school and I suggest you don’t be sad because I can see how your face suddenly changed from happy to gloomy. Anyway, let’s all work together to pass this year to advance to the next. And…” A boy entered the room making Mrs. Goldwater pause from her speech and making Louis’s face from calm to depressed. “Oh geez…” was the first word she said when Louis saw who entered the room. “… why are you late, Mr…?” “Tyler. Andrei Tyler.” “… Mr. Tyler? “Oh! I got lost in the building.” “I don’t see how that is a problem seeing as this campus is not that huge. And why are you sweaty? Were you nervous?” “No. My friends and I played volleyball at the fields. But I can change later though.” “That would be great. Please do.” Andrei sat on the vacant seat behind Louis, much to her dislike. “Okay class, your first subject teacher will be arriving soon and…” She took a small piece of paper which was obviously their class schedule. “… I will paste this by the board. Class dismissed.” Mrs. Goldwater exited the room as the class again did their own stuff. Louis, realizing that she’s going to have a bad day, took out her book and was about to read when Andrei disturbed her. “Hey! You’re the girl from before! Does your head still hurt?” Ignore. “I’m talking to you miss.” Ignore. “You’re not deaf, are you? You’re just ignoring me.” Ignore. “Oh come on!” “What…?” “Talk to me!” Ignore. “You just did a really bad thing sweetheart.” Ignore. “Sweetheart.” Ignore. “Sweetie sweetheart.” “Yes, ugly face?” “Wow! You’ve got some nerves.” “Of course, I have a brain. But I doubt you have one.” “We’ll just see if you can still stand me.” “Oh bring it on… after I read.” “Yeah, yeah. I hate that feeling too.” Ignore.