Chapter 15

Ryker

It felt like classes lasted longer. I wanted to get off work and meet her at the restaurant. I sat and listened to blonde Barbie number 25 tell me about her Philosophy quote, with no vision, batting her eyelashes and exaggerating her hip movements. I thought fondly of Iris the whole time, this girl couldn't take my focus off of her if she tried. I smiled. "Thank you. Nice Job Dear." I call most of them dear cause its too many names, but they still get all bubbly. I smirked. Michael was one of my older assistants, I used to only use males, so something like Iris didn't happen. Funny I saw her before she even came through my classroom door. "Okay class, these all sounded very good. Very interesting take on these quotes." I lied. "Michael will take all of your essays, and then you may go. I have an appointment I need to go get ready for." I looked to Michael and he nodded. He was a skinny guy with glasses and freckles. He reminded me of a grown-up version of that boy on Home Alone,