The teacher's presence in the class shuts them all automatically as they all turn to look at him and stay as comported as they can. We all holler the traditional greetings we do everytime and sit back almost immediately.
He acknowledges our greetings with a slight wave of his hand. Mr Gavin has been my math teacher since my sophomore year and I was pretty much used to him giving us daily lessons.
His eyes roam the class from every student's chair to the other and when his eyes finally land on me, they go impeccably wide and I don't blame him, I doubt if anybody expected me to be in school anyways.
"Anye!" He calls, surprise dripping in his tone. "Am I glad to see you back in my class!" He says and I frown. Great, instead of diverting the class' attention to today's lessons, he's hel
