Chapter 4
Ana
Working with James is difficult since I feel so drawn to him. He's so hot. And yes I'm attracted to him. I don't know what he feels towards me. It's hard for me to concentrate when James is around.
Amora says that she things James is totally into me, but I don't think so. Although, I've been sure to inform Amora about my suspicions towards Aiden, that he like her very much. I know that she like him, she told me so, and I see how Aiden looks at Amora like she walks on water or something, and his green eyes always light up as she walks into the room.
We've become great friends, the four of us, James, Aiden, Amora, and I. Although we're trying to be very professional when we walk the hallways towards classes and all. I mean how would it look of the teaches goof around, tickling each other, joke and laugh at each other in the hallways? I never saw my teacher behave like that, and I'm sure that we would give our students a real shock if we started to behave like that. No, so we wait until we're in the teachers' room. The older teachers look at us with death glares and it's clear that they don't really like us all that much. We are the four youngest teachers at this school, but we're good at what we do, so if they complain I'm not gonna care, I know I'm a good teacher, but I'm still a human, and I'm young, and for the record, I like to good around, I've always liked that, so I'm not gonna stop.
"Are you gonna ask Aiden out or what?" I ask Amora. "It's Friday and all".
We're sitting by a table in the teachers' room, eating lunch. There are a lot of teaches here at the moment. Everyone eating and talking in low voices with each other. Most of them talk about specific students, the troubled once, the rude once, the best once. I don't like how they talk and categorize the students. It's not right. Even though they don't tell the students this, they're still mean.
I can see Amora's lips move to answer my question, but I'm not listening. All my attention now goes to the math and Spanish teacher, a man and a woman in their fifties. They're talking about Owen Lewis, one of my students.
"He's so untalented and so dumb", the woman, the biology teacher Mrs. Heartly, says. "I don't understand why they don't just put him in a special needs class, he behaves like a kindergartner".
I slam my fork onto the table with a loud bang, causing Amora to jump in her chair in front of me and a few of the teachers looking at me. I push my chair back and stand up.
I walk up to their table and slam my palms onto the table. ”What are you saying Mrs. Heartly? How can you talk about one of your students like that?!" I basically scream in her face and now everyone's eyes are looking at us. I have Owen in my English, music, and gym class. I've noticed that he isn't always as focused as everyone else. But the works he hands in are really good. Something else I've noticed is that Owen hides behind a mask of happiness but he isn't that happy. I think that he's behaving goofy and cocky because he wants to trick everyone. He was the one who joked with me the first time I ever met the class, and maybe I was too hard on him at that time. ”Maybe if you actually put some effort into really trying to understand what's going on, you'd realize that Owen doesn't feel okay", I continue. "And what gives you the right to put a student down like that? I really hope for your sake that you haven't said this to his face because you have, you'll have to watch out for my fist, and I'm not joking old lady!"
And with that, I leave them and walk back to the table where Amora is sitting. I'm boiling with rage, and I can feel how my face is heated up. It always gets very read and warm when I'm this angry.
I can't stand when teachers bring students down. I've only been a legitimized teacher for about three months, but I already know how to be a better teacher then the once who's been a teacher for about thirty years, like Mrs. Heartly. She shouldn't be allowed to be a teacher. Maybe I should talk to Principal Wild about this.
"Wow Ana you're boiling", Amora says and puts a small hand to my cheek. "I could fry my eggs on your cheeks".
"I just... I can't stand it when teachers talk about students this way", I say. "And Owen... I know something's up with him, I have a gut feeling, he's not behaving like this without a reason".
"Then try to find out what it is, I've also noticed that something's up with him", Amora says. "I can try as well but you have him in all three of your classes, I only have him in History class".
I nod. I think I'm gonna ask Aiden and James as well, I think they've got Owen in their classes as well. Well, James has him in gym class anyways, I don't know about maths and physics.
I can still feel eyes in my neck but I ignore them as I continue to talk with Amora. Soon two people join us by our table. Aiden and James of course.
"You just missed it", Amora says almost excited.
"Missed what?" Aiden asks sounding sad.
"Ana scolding Mrs. Heartly", Amora answers, trying to hold back her laughter.
"What? No way!" James says looking at me with his big blue eyes.
I just nod short. It's not like I'm proud over it, but it had to be done.
"Yes, way!" Amora says. "She even threatened to punch her".
"Awesome!" Aiden exclaims laughing.
James laughs as well. I shoot them a glare. They shouldn't be laughing. This is not a laughing matter.
"So what did she do to make you do that?" James asks.
"She called Owen Lewis untalented and dumb, and she said that he acts like a kindergartner and that he should be in a special needs class", I mutter.
James frowns and looks at Mrs. Heartly who looks angry back over at her table.
"You have him in maths James, have you noticed something?" I ask.
James looks at me, a very serious expression on his face. ”Yes actually", he says. "He’s very good, but he isn’t always focused like he’s dozing off”.
I sigh. I knew it. There's something troubling that young boy.
"Could you maybe try to find out something?" I ask looking at James. "And you too Aiden? I know you have him in your swimming team".
Both of the boys nod their heads, Aiden now very serious and not as happy as just a few minutes ago.
There's something about Owen. I don't know how Mrs. Heartly can call him untalented when he's obviously one of the most talented students at this school. I want to help him in some way, but first I have to know how, I can only help him if I know what's troubling him.
I remember what Lily told me. She told me to ignore him when he does things, but that he's kind. He's a good friend and he helps. Only at times, he can behave like a jerk. But you never know when. It's like he does it to protect his real feelings. I think that's what it is. He doesn't want people to know that something is troubling him.
"Ana, how are you?" Amora asks.
"I'm okay it's just that... I'm a little worried", I sigh.
Amora nods. She understands. That's one great thing about Amora, she actually understands me. I've never had a friend like that before. And I'm actually glad to be able to call Amora a friend.