84-Let’s Do In The Classroom.

“Don’t fucking tell me again how to take care of the mat- ters of the west,” Zane groaned, warning me to stay silent when it comes to his business.

He did piss me off with how rude he sounded. I straight- ened my back and pulled away from him with a frown on my forehead. Soon, the history teacher walked in and started bombarding us with quizzes.

If only I knew he was planning a quiz, I would have skipped school. History was not something I was interested in, at least not werewolf history. My concern was simple. Why do we need to keep focusing on the past?

Needless to say, I failed miserably. The teacher yelled at me the entire time, reminding me how ungrateful I was for be- ing put in his class and not learning anything from him.

I stayed with my head down, not having an inkling of how to get him off my back, and then finally he decided to set us free.

“Remember, I want you all prepared for the next quiz,” the teacher yelled as the students started gathering their stuff. “And where do you think you are headed to?” Mr. Olis then looked my way and spoke in a very rough tone.

Mr. Olis was never our history teacher. We got assigned all the new teachers for this semester, and out of them all, he was the most annoying one. He was reaching 70 and was one of the best they claimed to have. He was the most annoying if you ask me.

holding my hands in front of

in

in deten- tion,” Olis yelled, fixing his

my own breath. He cannot keep me here like this while the others are leaving.

students have walked out of the room by now.

Olis, wishing to

the whole history tree of the Spade family,” Olis said and pointed at

don’t mind.” Zane then added,

smiled only because he was talking to

draw the family tree on the board. I’ll return to check on your progress,” Olis said as he grabbed his belongings and walked toward the other room. The master suite had a room where we were studying and a small bedroom next to it, where I supposed Mr. Olis was

window as

to spend the entire night here,” Zane walked ahead of me and grabbed the board marker in his hand, waving it for me to get it from him. I walked over to him and snatched the marker out of his

in anger

commented with a taunting tone, folding his arms and

in the past.” | rolled my eyes and tapped the tip of

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