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Chapter #8

A Mediterranean-faced young man, thick black-browed with one-shoulder shag hair, walked cheerfully into the classroom. A sweet smile burst from her slightly black lips as she shouted the word good morning in her native Spanish.

“Hola, buenos dias!”

“Buenos days!!!”

Thirty-two students in the class exclaimed in response to the greeting of a man who did not know why, looking very happy in the first week of the first semester, his third year as a senior-level teacher at Stuyvesant.

Moreover, it feels, just a solid-bodied figure was confused when suddenly had to transmigrate to the land of New York, New York, thanks to the silliness of his childhood friend from Barcelona who suddenly just called and asked for permission or rather, just like that, instigating both parents so that their son can take part in going to work in the land of Uncle Sam.

Of course, the incitement of his friend was not left behind with the added lure of more income, even a specific miss, the salary of seventy thousand dollars per year.

But luckily, after receiving a job contract at SHS he really did earn that much. Otherwise, he would rather resign and go back to Spain. Continuing his family-owned bar business on the coast of Nova Icria.

“Good. Some may have not known me before. My full name is Kai Ledger. You can call me Profe Ledger and oh! Is there anything special this semester?”

Spanish teacher, Kai Ledger or Profe — short formal or informal calls to high-level educators, which are generally only used in public schools, non-Catholic also private in Spain — Ledger stepped curiously and stopped right in front of the table of beautiful girl sliced sapphire blue.

“¿Como te llamas?”

Profe Ledger looked down a little. Equaling her height with that of a blonde-haired tall girl, adorned with two silver clasps in the right corner of a golden strand of hair sitting in the middle row, two seats from the back.

“Me llamo Leonna.”

The petite-looking girl, Leonna, smiled clumsily in response to the words of Profe Ledger who asked her name suddenly, using Spanish.

“¿De donde eres?” The twenty-six-year-old educator said again, still in his thick Spanish accent.

“Soy de Moscu.”

“Wow, the most beautiful vocals and pronunciations I have ever heard.”

The sound of applause began to echo throughout the language lab room. Profe Ledger kindly patted Leonna's slender shoulder, just after he had unceremoniously given his first round of applause, so that almost the entire class, inevitably, would not, provoked to applaud.

But don't ask who isn't provoked. It was clear they were Quinn Delaney and her two friends, plus Reid.

“Thank you, Profe.”

Profe Ledger immediately returned to the front of the class after hearing Leonna's nervous lines and for a few minutes, various kinds of gazes from cynical to amazed were turned bluntly towards Leonna.

Risi indeed, for Leonna was stared so intensely in numbers that could not be said for a little. But what can I do. Leonna can only resign and keep quiet while still trying to focus on listening to broken words spoken by Profe Ledger, who has now started busy doodling something on the board.

“Alright, just now it was the basis of a conversation in Spanish. But, for today we will..”.

...🐣🐣🐣...

Ten minutes before the first break bell rings. Leonna stretched her muscles briefly and according to Leonna, the method of teaching Profe Ledger should once Leonna thumbs up.

Not enough even with two thumbs. Two thumbs must also participate give two thumbs, because how to know Leonna, if how to teach Profe Ledger will be as fun and easy to understand, if you know Leonna, if you how to teach Profe Ledger will be as fun and easy to understand, up to three times better than the private teacher Leonna used to be in Moscow.

“As at the beginning of the semester. In the second week, you will do a skit show or a short joke show between two people. However, especially for this year, the theme choice is free. You can determine the theme and topic of the skit as you please. But, it should still be logical and with the use of polite language.”

“Leonna, come pair with me.”

“Wait, then who am I with?”

Although Pretha had spoken super slowly, Dave who was sitting next to him could still hear and immediately turned around, somewhat half-backing the direction of the whiteboard.

Next to Dave's muscular arm, then he perched sweetly on the back of the chair, while then floated a sad pretentious innocent look towards Pretha.

“You find there another or maybe, you can pair with that snake's prima donna.” Pretha Ejek.

“Better I monologue only, then.”

Dave disliked his lips and just as he wanted to stand up from his seat, the baritone voice was greeted with a rude buzz from the teacher's desk making Dave sit back. The atmosphere of the classroom that had been crowded was also suddenly quiet.

All eyes that were originally busy pacing back and forth, had been uncomfortably looking straight again in the direction where Profe Ledger was.

“Quiet and no need to worry. None of you will be left to monologue for the show next week. Because first of all, please write your name first on a piece of paper, then we will immediately shuffle it and the representative class! Please forward to.”

All students began to focus on writing their names on a small piece of paper that had been distributed representative class and no five minutes, all the papers had been collected neatly on the table Profe Ledger.

In a fog of anxious expectation from his students, Profe Ledger with a carefree smile sorted through the origin of the first two rolls of paper and without much more checks, open it and read the name on the paper.

“OK. For the first group, Leonna and Reid.”

...🐣🐣🐣...

The break bell finally rings. Profe Ledger, who had finished mentioning the name and order of the group, stepped out of the classroom.

Simultaneously, Leonna, had no idea what the problem was. He hurriedly turned to face Pretha who was tidying up and neatly put the books and stationery into the bag.

“Pretha, can't we exchange positions?”

Leonna stared hard at the lucky Pretha, paired not with a strange personality like Leonna's groupmate, Reid Cutler and Pretha just wanted to say, the sound of a loud bang from Quinn's row of seats, the reflexes shifted focus not only the two of them, but rather all of the people who were mostly still inside the classroom.

“What the fuck?! I don't want to pair up with a geeky loser like him! Reid, let's just pair up!”

“Tsk! He's acting again. Leonna, do you really not want to pair with Reid?”

Pretha muttered uninterestedly and immediately turned to look at Leonna who then could only respond softly to Pretha's question.

“That, i..”

“Truly pretentious! Who does he think he is?!”

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