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The New Teacher Next Door Twenty Two
ELLEN Nothing seemed to amuse me anymore, except this promotion I was pinning for. I wasn't interested in going on this trip without Cullen anymore. I had wanted to go along with him, and had even considered having an affair with him, if he had asked me to. Seven hells! That would have been crazy. It would have been a wild ride. I could almost feel him inside of me already. I wanted that, but that couldn't happen anymore. Cullen wasn't here, and I was stuck here in this bus with students chattering unnecessarily, and a few other teachers who hadn't deemed me fit to welcome into their flock. Little wonder, I had grown so attached to Cullen. I had no one else who was ready to talk with me, or listen to me. Not even Zach. I plugged my earpiece in, and tried to shut my thoughts out. Perhaps, I should have listened to Zach. It was suddenly beginning to seem like he had been right all along. I should have listened and stayed back. Maybe, I would have
The New Teacher Next Door Twenty Three
DEVAN Principal Walter was the Devil himself. Mean, authoritative, and evil to the core, just as I had known all along. A menace he was. My back was sore, and it ached to be relieved of the day's stress. But, sadly Principal Walter hadn't granted me that opportunity yet, as he ordered me around his bed space, while he lingered on the bed with a blanket to his chest, and a newspaper article in his hand. Son of a cursed woman that he was! I looked out of the window, and could see the rest of my mates clearly enjoying themselves, but here I was having the worst experience of my life. "There's a party holding tonight." I announced, as I arranged the last of his clothes into a shelf. Principal Walter barely glanced up at me, as he nodded briefly, and returned to reading his article. "So...?" I began. "So what, Barker?" He questioned, readjusting his glasses to sit perfectly on his nose. "Once I'm done with this, could I leave? I mean everyone has ta
The New Teacher Next Door Twenty Four
ELLEN Rowdiness was all there was to see, and nothing else. Disco lights, loud music blared by speakers that seemed too loud. It was all commotion in its highest form. I sat at the far end of the room, on a high stool watching everything that went down, until my eyes bled. Sadly, I couldn't help it. Mr. Walter had instructed every teacher to mount every corner of the room where the party was to hold, in order to prevent indecent acts from taking place. What was the use of a welcoming party anyways‽ I was extremely exhausted with everything. I studied the environment with eyes that ached to be closed and rested. I really didn't see any need of indulging in a party on the first night of our arrival. It was totally unnecessary. It was our first night of arrival, and so we were meant to have been granted a long time to rest after the tiring journey of that day. Yet, they had opted for a party, and Mr. Walter had chosen otherwise. He had agreed to let the p
The New Teacher Next Door Twenty Five
DEVAN Twenty five squats he had said, and then I was to wash the bathrooms. After which, I was to remain indoors until I was told to leave. So much for attending a party! Bloody Old Walter! He was obsessed with the aura that came with possessing power that he didn't care to think things through, anymore. An old bloody fool, he was! I had completed the squats, but there was no bloody way in hell that I was going to wash the bathrooms. I wasn't doing that, and no one could compel me to. The door opened, and Principal Walter strolled in. He barely paid any attention to me, as he shut the door, and began taking off his clothes. I could hear him humming the 'winds of change' under his breath, as he tied a towel around his waist, and got into the bathroom. I was beginning to regret taking that bold step. I shouldn't have defied his order. I should have stayed back here with him, and abandoned the party. Principal Walter had been right, it had been a total
The New Teacher Next Door Twenty Six
ELLEN If evil had a face, it was mine. The morning began as every other morning, except for the fact that it wasn't like every other one. The whole reason for our journey was to commence today. We were visiting the art museum today. Principal Walter had thought it wise to introduce the students to a world of art, in order to spike their interests in it. The trip however, was about showing them things they hadn't seen before. And exposing them to a whole new world, totally different from the one they were used to. I watched the students march into the bus in one file, and I could only hope they were able to maintain this orderliness when we arrived our destination. But that wasn't possible. I was quick to notice that Devan wasn't on the line, and I was bothered. I was quite surprised that he hadn't been the first to hurry into the bus, since he was the kind of kid that had eyes for the arts. He was scarce most of the time now, as Mr. Walter had made it a sole
The New Teacher Next Door Twenty Seven
DEVAN Trouble always had to find a way to spill over the tea cup. I trembled as the guards ordered us to a straight line. I wasn't supposed to be frightened, or terrified, because at the end, there was no way in hell that this was getting tied to me, or so I thought. There was this deep rooted feeling that I just couldn't get rid of. "This is totally unnecessary." Principal Walter argued. "I'm very sorry for the discomfort we're causing you sir, but I didn't make those rules." The guard replied, but Principal Walter was having none of it. "I thought you were supposed to have security cameras?" The guard nodded. "We do sir, but the artefact in question was stolen from our only blind spot. So, whoever stole it, knew the right place to do so." Principal Walter shrugged his shoulders. "This is unlawful. I could sue you to court, at this moment. You have no evidence, and yet you hold us in your custody? That doesn't seem fair." The guard rolled his eyes
The New Teacher Next Door Twenty Eight
ELLEN I was losing my mind, and I was sure of that. I had become so obsessed with serving Devan's revenge to him, that I had forgotten myself in the quest. Maybe, I had overdone it this time, or I had overlooked so many things. However, I couldn't stop now though, I had come too far to stop at this point. I had to keep on, until Devan's feelings had been quenched. Was I really doing this to help Devan, or for myself? Either ways, I had gone extreme this time around. Implicating Tommy the bodyguard, had been too extreme. Although, I had only just started. Tommy's arrest had only been the first string pulled in my quest. I had to keep things low for a bit now, I had to keep things hidden until it was time. Why I was obsessed with all of these, I just couldn't understand. Phew! So much for serving revenge. I arrived at my room after a long day's hard work. I had really put in the work this time. The whole building was quiet, and I suspected the students h
The New Teacher Next Door Twenty Nine
DEVAN Ellen was crazy! Principal Walter was too weak, and Tommy had been a fool. All three of them had managed to usurp important positions in my life, during the last few days. That morning as I gazed out of the window, hoping for a breath of fresh air, I could smell something eerie, but I couldn't lay my grasp on it. Principal Walter was still in bed by the time I had awakened. He was yet sulking. He had barely slept through out the night, as he had wandered from one end to the other in tears. I wasn't one to comfort one in moments of distress, but at this point, it was beginning to seem like my peace was dependent on it. If I didn't stop Principal Walter from sobbing unnecessarily, I wasn't going to have a proper rest. I strolled out to the kitchen that morning, and busied myself with preparing a cup of tea for him. If I wanted him to listen to me, then I had to entice him. Oh, crap! Slowly, and subconsciously I had turned out into something I could
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The New Teacher Next Door Eighty Eight
ELLEN The ceiling fan whirred softly, barely producing enough air to reduce the heat that enveloped the room. I turned around, trying to find a better position that suited me. BJ's snores took a higher tempo, and I could tell that he was fast asleep now. I turned to my side on the bed, again, grunting and grumbling, as the heat refused to subside. Exhaustion took the better part of me, and I forced myself to a sitting position. What had I expected from a motel as this one. This was the cheapest one I had been able to find. In fact, this was the only place I had been able to afford. Suzy wasn't back to the room yet. She had stepped out to take a call about an hour ago, and hadn't returned since then. I wondered what was taking her time. I stretched out on the bed, and stood to my feet, yawning tiredly. I couldn't sleep, and no matter what I tried, the sleep refused to come. "Ellen?" Suzy called, pushing the door opened, as she stepped in. I stood fac
The New Teacher Next Door Eighty Seven
DEVAN Regrets, and making bad choices went hand in hand. The house hadn't been the same since Mum had realised what she had done. She had suddenly withdrawn into her shell, barely speaking out anymore. I could barely imagine the amount of disappointment she felt at that point, but I wasn't ready to ease her agony so quickly. School was were I buried myself in now, mostly to keep myself busy, and keep the crazy thoughts away. It wasn't going to be the same anymore. Mum sat by the window side, staring blankly through the window, with a steaming hot cup of coffee in her hand. Each time I looked at her, I knew I had to help her, but it was going to be difficult. She always had a hand in everything that went wrong at home. What was a little pain compared to the series of insults that I had been forced to go through in her hands. I held unto the sides of the wheelchair I was seated in, and slowly forced an exhale out. "I see you, Devan." She said, breaking t
The New Teacher Next Door Eighty Six
ELLEN A loud, startling knock on the door, flung me off the bed in trepidation. I glanced quickly at my feet, and hissed lightly. My shoes were still on, I hadn't taken them off after getting into the room. I sat at the edge of the bed, and began to pull at them, when the knock came again. I took my shoes hastily, and stared blankly at the wall clock. The time read two A.M. However, the time hadn't served as enough deterrent to whoever was banging on my door. Maybe I shouldn't have rented a room at this motel, I should probably have gone for another one. A safer one, perhaps. A thousand and one thoughts ran through my head, as I held my shoe up in my left hand, just in case there was a need for it, and began to move towards the door. Was there a possibility that Devan and Robb had managed to find me so quickly? I couldn't tell, until I opened the damned door. "Who's at the door?" I quizzed, with shaky hands, and a shoe in it. The silence was enough
The New Teacher Next Door Eighty Five
DEVAN I could almost swear that she had noticed that our gazes were fixed on her, yet, she busied herself about the room, as if she didn't care. My heart ached to ask her all the crazy questions that burned at my heart. Why was she doing this? I heard Dad say something loudly, but we were all too preoccupied to even care at the moment. Mum began humming a song, as she went about her duties. I didn't know what to feel at that moment, anger, or resentment that she had only noticed me, after Matt's death. "Ms Barker, could I please get something to eat? It was a long walk from school." Sam pleaded, as Mum beamed a wide smile at him. "Of course, Sammy Boy. You're always welcome here. What would like me to get you?" She quizzed, scratching at her elbows agitatedly. Sam's fingers flew to his head, for a brief moment, as if trying to come up with something, and then thy dropped to his side again weakly. "Anything is fine, ma'am. I wouldn't want to be so much o
The New Teacher Next Door Eighty Four
ELLEN My eyes opened as Robb brought the car to a halt. I exhaled deeply, excited all over again. I was finally home, and although I didn't know where my home was yet though,but I was excited. "You look happy." Robb commented, as the engine died down. I nodded, and beamed a smile at him. "Well, I should be. I was away for too long." He chuckled lightly, and stared at me with a confusing gaze. "You think so? Things aren't the same as you left them." "Oh, come on, Robb. Everything's just fine." "No, it isn't!" He snapped, slamming his hands against the steering wheel. I was taken aback by his reaction. I lifted my hand gently, and rested it on his arm, as he sighed. "What's going on, Robb? Tell me." "Ellen..." He began swallowing deeply. "There's something I should have told you before, but I couldn't bring myself to do it." "What are you talking about, Robb? Spill it already." "It's not good, I promise ." I faked a smile, and patted his a
The New Teacher Next Door Eighty Three
DEVAN Time they say, had a way of doing things to you, changing you, breaking you, or making you. In all of these processes, you were considered as a chief factor, and I was in this one, somehow. Mornings were usually the busiest, school work, and having to endure the taunting and long stares from everyone at school. Not like I cared much though, but driving through the school halls always had a way of reminding me of a life I had once lived, in fear and in the shadows. That life was due for a change. Maybe, it was time I did something really meaningful with my life. I didn't know what it was then, but I was getting there. It was only going to take a short while now. I tapped my hands gently against the wheelchair, as I drove through the halls receiving the usual whispers, and hushed talks from the bunch of students around the hallway. Exhaustion got the better of me, as I shook my head slightly in pity. "You don't look so good, Devan." A voice said behind m
The New Teacher Next Door Eighty Two
ELLEN Cups of coffee sat on the table between us, and the rising sun behind us. I was clearly exhausted, and how much I ached to free myself from Cullen's piercing eyes. He was quiet, and a little distant than I had known him to be. With eyes fixed on me, watching every move, and every gesture that I made. I didn't know what to do, or think. I mean, after all the time I had spent rehearsing, and coming up with words to say to him, when I finally got the chance to, yet here I was, as mute and silent as a lamb. "What's in your mind?" He quizzed, staring intently into my face. I shook my head slightly, regaining myself. "Nothing," I said hurriedly. "I mean, you're the one who's been withdrawn. You weren't like this the last time I saw you. What's happened to you?" He chuckled softly, and sipped at his coffee. "I'm the same person, Ellen. You just didn't know this part of me." I nodded in pretense. And of course, I didn't understand a word he had uttered.
The New Teacher Next Door Eighty One
DEVAN Somehow, all of this still seemed pretty new to me. I had my memory back, and honestly, I had never felt as alive, as I did right now. I rode my wheelchair around the house in impatience, I was alone at home. Robb hadn't returned since he left, and now Mum also was taking too much time at the hospital. It had been a long while since I had been at the house, it seemed different from the last time. Probably because I had my legs then? Sad. A car honk blared loudly, and I drove to the window hurriedly. And just as I expected, it was Mum helping Dad out of the car. Matt's death had tightened the cords that held us as a family. Maybe that was what we had ended? A little it of something macabre? I shook my head hastily to clear it of the thoughts that filled it. Mum was at the door now with Dad. I didn't know what to do, I just sat there waiting for the door to be pushed open. In a moment, Mum stepped into the house, and Dad began turning his head around hu
The New Teacher Next Door Eighty
ELLEN I clearly didn't look forward to the break of day. I knew what Suzy was going to do, but still, I wasn't ready to succumb to her demand. It had been a long night, and as far as I could remember, I had barely blinked an eye. Suzy had barely slept also, as I had felt her toss from side to side on the bed next to me. She wanted to get her life back, and I wanted mine also. And there was no possible way I was going to sacrifice living the very life I had fantasized about living, just because she needed my help. That wasn't fair to me. That morning, I had gone about my regular business just like the previous night, and from what I could tell, Suzy wasn't interested in me, just as I wasn't also. I mean, we were both so different, but yet, there was this kind of connection that I felt like we both shared unknowingly. I was bent over a bag, as I arranged a few stuff I had left into it. Big Joe hadn't even been kind enough to let me come back to the house to
