Forbidden Love

Chapter 10: It's Friday

Throughout the rest of the night, Eli and I had various conversations about anything and everything.

The conversations flowed with him smoothly and at a constant pace. It was nice having someone to

talk to about things other than my family for a change.

He left at around 4 AM since we both had work, and after taking a small nap, I began getting ready for

work. I dreaded speaking to my boss because I knew she was going to be overly concerned and ask

questions that I wouldn’t want to answer. She was just like that. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Miranda locked eyes with me as soon as I stepped into the school building and sped over to me with

that large smile of hers. It always irked me how wide it was, skin stretched a little too much for it to be

considered natural. And then that one time she got botox and it all seemed so much worse.

“Hi, darling!” she greeted me in a sickly sweet voice. “We missed you yesterday! Luckily we had

someone who could sub for your class, so no worries. You always leave such detailed notes so the sub

did excellent.”

I smiled back, ignoring the urge to reach out and touch her face…

“Ah, that’s great! I’m so sorry for the inconvenience. I was just really out of it yesterday and I figured it’d

be best for everyone if I stayed home so as to not ruin anyone’s day.”

“That’s just fine,” she replied. “You know we’re always here for you no matter what. Do you mind if I ask

for a favor?”

Oh, no.

“I don’t mind, of course! What is it?”

“Well, do you think you’re able to take home a little extra paperwork? It’s just that a lot of the teachers

here don’t get an extra day off, so the extra work would be extremely taxing for them.”

Ugh, I mentally groaned. It wasn’t an extra day off. I physically couldn’t get out of bed to shower or

brush my teeth, much less come to work. Whatever, though.

“Of course. That’s perfectly fine. Email me what needs to be done.”

Her grin somehow widened. “You’re the best, Aisha! I’ll see you later, alright? I’ve got to go check in on

the other teachers.”

I rolled my eyes once she was out of sight and walked into my classroom. I love working with kids, but

honestly, this is not how I wanted to help them. I wanted to do something I love, and although I loved

teaching kids and I enjoyed it, it always ruined my mood when I realized that this is the dream job I

wanted. I would be working here for the rest of my life.

I sat down at my desk realizing I had about 30 minutes before class would start. I opened my desktop

computer and went to my email, seeing that Miranda had already emailed me the work earlier today. As

I was typing away, I heard my phone go off. Without giving it a second glance, I put it on silent since I

needed, or wanted, to focus.

But I kept forgetting that even if it’s on silent, it makes some noise from vibrating. I’ll check it after I

finish typing this document, I think as I continue typing. After I finished the last document, the kids

started coming into the classroom. Thank God I finished it before they all came back. I quickly emailed

the documents back to Miranda and went to greet the kids.

Just by their attitudes, I knew that today was going to be a rough day for everyone.

“Why are you guys so upset?” I asked, furrowing my brows. “It’s Friday.” Who was sad on a Friday?

“I didn’t get to see mommy and daddy today,” one of the kids said as my heart literally tore into pieces.

“I’m sure you’ll see mommy and daddy later,” I told him. He quietly shrugged and sat in his seat. I

sighed.

“Alright, everyone. Since today is Friday, we can watch a movie, but only after we finish doing the

worksheets,” I proposed the idea. Most of their faces lit up, but Jasmine was one of the few who didn’t

react. I didn’t think much of it since it seemed like everyone was having a bad day.

I gave them all their worksheets and had them get started on the work. As I was walking back towards

my desk, I heard a piece of paper getting ripped. I whipped my head around to see it was Jasmine who

ripped up the worksheet. All the students looked at her, stunned.

“Excuse me, miss, what are you doing?” I asked in disbelief.

She didn’t say anything but rather just stared at me. Everyone’s eyes were on her and I decided to gain

their attention.

“Everyone, get back to work. I’ll deal with this.”

They silently nodded and began working on their sheets again, shooting Jasmine a look every few

seconds. “Why are you acting like this?” I asked Jasmine in a whisper.

She didn’t say anything.

“Are you going to answer me?” I asked, raising a brow.

She shrugged.

Without saying anything else, I walked away to get another copy of the worksheet. I gave it to her with

a stern glare. “Rip this paper up and you’ll be going straight to the principal’s office,” I told her with no

room for bullshit.

She returned the glare and God, for a girl so young, she can glare.

Well, this is going to be a long day.