Chapter 5 Stuck in the sand...!

Richard's point of view...

A few days ago, I got a call from Dad's office and rushed back there only to listen to the thing I regretted the most.

His will...!

Before Dad passed away a year ago, he wrote a will and another will to keep his will safe until I complete my master's.

I was in my last year when I got the news that his condition was bad, yet he didn't let me come. I can only see him at his funeral. It was irritating.

His team of lawyers told me that he asked them to keep his will a secret until I get my master's graduation done.

Ridiculous...!

Why was that so important...!

I felt it was the most annoying thing that he demanded from me but as soon as I got his will opened, my mind just fumed off.

As a Master's graduate from the University of Oxford, I felt thoroughly humiliated when I was asked to work as a teacher at a high school. And he wanted me to be a art teacher...!

Wasn't that a joke?

Why would someone with an architecture major will work as an art teacher?

Just why?

But I could ask him that as he didn't let me ask him. I thought of leaving everything behind and get over my own legs but Mom was pretty serious about everything that he said.

That was frustrating enough but as I saw the other conditions that I had to follow, I swear I wanted to hit someone to death to control myself.

I was recommended to a high school in a small town.

Being an art teacher in a high school for a year...!

Great awesome...!

Impressive already...! What else could I get...??

My father was born in this place and he had an emotional attachment with this town, but what does it had to do with me?

He wanted me to endure everything that he gone through, being a teacher, marrying a simple girl of a poor family and earn to live before I could get heredity to his empire.

All my cards were blocked and I was supposed to live a secret life like a normal poor man, in search of a job.

Okay...! I accept the challenge. What else...!

As I reached that town, Nowtton, I was begging for patience, not to mention there wasn't even an airport nearby, I had to take a train to get there. That sucking train...!

God..! That was horrible.

Eight treacherous hours of enduring the dirtiest train journey.

And seriously, it was a relief when the train finally pulled up at the station and I got a first glimpse of the town. Bright and sunny and totally not what I'd expected.

Here people didn't seem indifferent, I was greeted with a smile from every face that I saw in my way.

Though uncomfortable, I smiled back, shaking my head as I pushed past them with my backpack slung over my shoulders, as their expression turned from hopeful to rueful.

"Welcome, Mr. Solmon." I heard a voice calling my name and turned around to see a man in his fifties. Confused, I was about to ask him but before I could, he introduced himself.

"I am Louis, Louis Tesla, one of your father's assistants. I will be responsible for your comfortable stay here in this town" he said with a friendly smile. And I was like...!

Yeah...! Comfortable...!

That man took me to one of the apartment where I have to stay for a year. Not so big as my room, not so small as my bathroom.

Whatever it is, it was my fate as I was already stuck in the sand.

The next day Louis took me to the high school I was supposed to teach at, take it as the suffering that I had to go through, in other words.

"Hello, Mr. Solmon we're grateful that you will be working here with us" Mrs. Jackson, the principal greeted me as soon as I walked through her cabin doors.

"Hello, ma'am, I hope it will be good." I took a seat opposite to her when she motioned me to.

"I was not in this profession, but I will try my best to cope up with it" I added, her eyes were fixated as if studying me.

"I see," she shrugged. "That's good to know. Okay now that you are here," she pushed forward a red file in my direction, "Why don't we sign the contract today?"

I opened the file and stared at it.

No matter what, I can't deny it.

Filling it quickly, I handed it over to her.

"Thank you, Mrs. Jackson, hope to get along well" I said.

"Hope to get along, congratulations. I am sure you won't regret your decision." she gave me a folder envelope from a drawer next to him. "This has your appointment letter and the book list of all the books you'll need for this year but for the time being, you can borrow them from our library until you're settled in.

"Thank you, Mrs. Jackson." I shook her outstretched hand and here starts my enduring to the other level.

All the way from principal's office to the staff room, everyone was staring at me like I was not supposed to be between these humans as an alien.

What the heck...!!

I cussed...I cussed inside my mind but walked pass through them silently.

As I reached the staff room, I someone meddling inside.

Maybe a teacher...!

But she looked so small to be a teacher here. Though a beautifully curved and grown body, wearing a tight jeans, stretched on her but pairing it with a full-sleeved white crop top. Her overall appearance from back was more like a high schooler.

Confused, I opted to stay away from everything as I don't know anything in the place.

It was near the main hallway that I saw her again as she bumped into me and something about her just had me rooted to my spot.

I felt my heart fluttering near a girl for the first time.

Though I can't tell clearly about what the main thing in her was that had jerked my heart, that may be her blonde hair that stood out like a beacon amongst the crowd, or may be her beautiful figure that made me notice her.

Even the simplest clothes she had on couldn't falter my attention.

A mesmerizing sent on her was making my mind go crazy but as soon as my gaze fell on the ID card hung on her chest, I pulled my horses back.

She is a student...!

God...! I must be freaking crazy to check a kid out.

And that was a major turn off for me. I helped her on her foot while stepping back.

It will be really hard for me to be here.

"Were you the one in the staff room earlier?" I asked maintaining the teacher's composure. But she rolled her eyes over me. Her panic was evident, she was indeed the one meddling with something in the staff room. I was about to ask her what she was doing but she brushed me off.

"Who the hell are you to ask me? It's none of your business...!" she smacked while running away from there.

What was that...!!

I was never been treated that way...! How dare she, being a little student, talk to me like that?

I had to get to her soon.

"Hi there!"

Startled, I looked down at a woman standing behind me, caked up with make, clothes hugged to expose her body.

"Yes?"

"You must be the new art teacher here?" she batted her eyelashes, folding her arms in such a way that her breasts nearly jumped out of her top.

"Yeap, you're right. I'm looking for my room." I told her, taking a small step backwards. But her cunning little smirk told me that she noticed the move and moved ahead.

"Oh, I can take you there! I'll even give you a tour of the entire school."

She was trying so hard to get over, what the hell is she doing?

Does she seriously think I'm easy to start with?

"No bother, it's just a art room, I can go there myself." I said politely backing off, but she followed me.

"Well, I am Olivia, Mrs. Jackson told me to escort you" she added almost running before me to maintain.

"Oh...! That's so nice of her" I replied averting my eyes to the hallway as she purposely swayed her hips provocatively and kept glancing back at me. Thankfully, it wasn't long before we reached my room.

"Thank you." I stepped inside the room without a glance backward but I heard the door shut and lock behind me.

"What are you doing?" I turned to face her, crossing my arms across my chest.

"Oh, it's just I wanted to make you comfortable."

Comfortable my ass...!

She was neatly here to gallop me down.

"Oh really...! but I don't want it?" I raised an eyebrow at her. "Because I don't think Mrs.Jackson told you to do this as well.

She sniffed, "You are so boring Mr. Richard" while moving towards the shelf and took out a huge bundle of sheets.

"Here are something useless things that the last art teacher left, you can take a look if you want and call me if you need anything" she slammed the door behind her.

No worries...!

This is what the world is like.

After just a few seconds, I was called out by the principal and was introduced to my first class.

Everything was normal but surprisingly, I saw her again.

It's my time to get over...!

I called her to my cabin not for something else, I just wanted to satisfy my male ego which she tampered earlier.

But...! hell...!

She saw those useless crab resting on my table and ran away misunderstanding everything.

I mean who on hell stores something like this in a school art room unless he was a pervert.

Bloody crab...!

Hope she won't blurt it out. This is going to get very hard for me.

I got a call from Mom, she was out to look for the market around and guess what she found me a girl already. Mom's are really good at stuff like this.

To avoid her nagging I agreed to go meet her.

Don't know what was waiting for me?

How will be this year?

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