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SASHA'S POV

So ... they actually on time for a school assembly?

I wish they could just be punctual every day so I don't have to wait for them for hours! Unbelievable! They even get in line before the others do!

Why are they so discipline all of sudden?

"You must be the new teacher of the Special Class." I was surprised when a female middle age teacher greeted me.

"Yes. I am Sasha."

"Yes, we all know who you are. The headmistress announced your arrival. I must say, you're the only replacement teacher that even last the first day with those students. Most of us here don't have the guts to even be near their hallways." Is she scared of mere students?

Why?

"Ahh ... the famous Miss Sasha. We were surprised that you still come to work on your first day. Did they do something? I'm sure they did. The only teacher who they listened to is the headmistress." From the way he clothes himself, he's probably the PE teacher.

Ahh ... the students actually scared of my mother? Aren't we all?

To be honest, I do have my fear but. If they don't know who's my mother, they can't bring me down. I smirked at them all, showing how proud I am that their first attempt failed, on the spot.

Do they really think tinkering with my cars brake will do zilch on me? Think again little boys and girls. Be more creative, will you!

"Being the Special Class teacher probably fried her brain. She seems to grin for some reason." I heard the female teacher said.

"Oh no ... I was thinking of some question for our upcoming quiz. I really want to know how intellectual they are." Both of the teachers were surprised by my words.

"Quiz? Question? Are you seriously going to teach the Special Class? They're underachievers, they don't study, they brag about their so call influence! They don't care about school or homework, all they do is come to school and create chaos." He's quite vocal.

Should I feel offended since they basically look down on my student?

"Nah ... deep down, they're all exceptional students who will graduate this year." I smiled.

It was when the headmistress walked towards the stage that the whole hall turned silence for some reason.

I watched as my mother tap her finger on the mic before smiling at her student.

"This school may governed by well known criminals but they manage to turn this school into such profound education hub this country has ever seen. But of course, it comes with such ... a situation where she accepts every student that came from various background." Explained the female teacher.

"The Special Class has most of the students that came from dangerous influential background. Make sure to get your eyes open. Just ... try to avoid getting into troubles with the students. One of the former teachers nearly died when he tried to teach those monsters." The PE teacher added.

I'm not scared of them, I even give them the right to find my fear. We had a deal and I'll win, easily.

We listened to the headmistress announcement. It's mostly about the school year agenda and about the upcoming philanthropy week that the students participation is compulsory.

I was doing my rounds when I heard some students whispering to each other about me. Is it really weird to see a person with full body tattoos?

Maybe I should be considering wearing a jacket nowadays. But my neck tattoo is still visible so, nah.

I sighed heavily before noticing something weird happening on my class line. What are they trying to do with a .... plastic bag?

Clayton noticed me but he only smirked when we came eye to eye. He winked before dropping the plastic bag on the floor, resulting in series of screams coming from the other students.

The headmistress turns her attention to me, telling me to handle this matter into my own hands since the other teachers were busy handling the students.

I was surprised when a slithering snake came up to my right leg. A snake? For real? I bend down and carefully grabbed the snake by the head and let it wrapped itself around my hand.

"Got it," I announced as I showed the students that I manage to capture the snake.

"I'm sorry. Seems like my students are eager with today's subject that they even brought a live animal to the school assembly." I lied.

"For real teach? Snakes doesn't scare you?" Clayton asked me when I showed him the snake around my arm.

"Nope. You have until 3 PM to beat me. This is nothing, boys." I said before the headmistress continues with the assembly.

This will be a very long day for me.

***

It's almost 3 o'clock.

They've tried many, many ways to find my fear but somehow, it all backfired. Instead of scaring me, they scared themselves!

What kind of prank is this?

Are they trying to be a comedian?

Spiders, snakes, even scorpions! I don't know how they manage to catch it but still, they tried to scare me but failed, miserably! I sat on the chair in front of my desk while crossing my hands, facing them all with a smile.

"Is that all you have? Come on people, the clocks ticking. You have 20 minutes before the school bell ring." If it does, I win and they all have to take the quiz.

This is such an easy challenge for me.

"Not quite." Said Hinako, the daughter of the notorious yakuza.

When she snapped her fingers, a group of 'scary' man entered the classroom and grabbed me by the arm. One of them aimed their gun at me while the other students stood from their seat just to see if I'm trembling in fear.

Honestly, they tried this a couple of times today, they still thought that this little action will make me trembling in fear?

Oh please! I've been in a worse situation before.

"Is this how you guys ask a lady for a time together? How bold. It's not my style but, I'm sure there's other woman who loves to be treated this way. I'm not into bondage. Don't misunderstand me just because of my tattoos." I smiled at the man who aimed his gun at me.

"Nothing again? You know normal people would tremble in fear by now. Why not you?!" Clayton asked.

"It doesn't work before, why would it work the second time? Come on, guys! Be creative." I smirked when the school bell rang, telling me that I have won the challenge.

"Damn it, Clayton! Now we have to take the quiz!" Yelled Wyatt Hayden, from Hayden Publishing Company. It's quite a prominent name since his family owned the biggest mass media company in the country.

The teachers weren't lying when they said that all of the students here in the Special Class came from such family.

"It doesn't matter. We could just skip the quiz. Why would we even bother to attend when it doesn't benefit us." The guys finally release me when Hinako gave them their order.

I did think they might think that way. That's why I came prepared!

"Oh, I wouldn't skip if I were you." I smiled before I turned on the television that attached at the back classroom wall with a remote.

I've been taking pictures of their horrendous attempt to scare me all day long. I even have proof that they used their power to harass a poor teacher like me. Their reaction was priceless.

"If you tried to skip even a single test that I give, your family will suffer the consequences. What would the media do when they get their hands on these pictures?" I smirked.

They think they could get away from my grip? Think again!

"Also, next week quiz will be a competency test. I would like to know just how stupid you all are." I may sound harsh but these kids need to know who's the boss when they're inside this school.

"Don't worry. It won't be too hard for you brainless boys and girls. It's just a standard question consist of every subject. From there, I will have the basic knowledge of your academic tendency." I smiled.

"You're dismissed. Remember boys and girls, if you even skip a day from my class without any legit excuse, you'll be given warnings from me. If you have more than 3 warnings, I'll be coming to your home, tell your parents all the things you've done in school even though you haven't done anything." I watched as they cleaned their desk and leave the classroom.

I legit just threatened them. But still, they should know that I'm doing is for their own good.

When the last student left the classroom, I decided to stay back for a little while and examined every inch of the classroom. I'm sure they leave something under their desk.

Bingo!

This way I can have a slight knowledge of how they truly are. It's important to get into such thick skull.

Interesting. I should take pictures of these embarrassing secrets.

***

"Sasha ... I received multiple complains from your students. They said that you threatening them, what's that all about?" My mother asked as she parked her car at the school parking lot.

That was yesterday news and they really told the headmistress about it? How dumb can they be?

"It's all just my plan to make sure they get the education they need. Don't worry mom, I know what I'm doing." I opened the door and walked out from her car.

Before I could walk away from her car, she grabbed my hand and forced me to face her.

"Geez Sasha! You're a teacher now, image is everything for a teacher, remember that." Did she just fix my clothes?! In front of all these students?!

Ugh, my integrity as a teacher is ruin.

"Whoa! Miss Sasha! You and the headmistress? That's just sick." That voice! It's one of my students.

Why must it be Clayton and his gang of all people to notice me and my mother?!

"She's my mother! God! What are you thinking?" I exclaimed while removing my mother hands from my collar.

"Hold the phone! Your mother is the headmistress?! So your last name is Irisha?! The Irisha?!" I slowly nodded.

Was there any other Irisha other than my family? I never knew that.

"What? I thought you all knew who I am." He's still in shocked and so does the rest.

"I can't believe this! No wonder you never even flinched when we tried to scare you! You've been raised by her!" My mother raised her eyebrows when she heard my student saying that.

"What's wrong with my teaching?" My mother smiled at my students. She looked at the time.

"I'll be waiting for the result of your quiz soon enough. Good luck." My mother turned her back to us and walked towards the administration building where her office is.

"What?" I asked as my students looked at me from top to bottom.

"I can't believe you came out from that hot milf!" Should I be offended?

He did just call my mother a hot milf.

"We have a nickname for the headmistress, it's fun bags." Fun bags? For real?

"That's something I don't wish to know about my mother. Anyway, let's go. We have classical music in first period." I ushered them.

I was about to walk up the stairs when I noticed one of my students, Alyssa Hub, daughter of a famous aerospace engineer and the owner of Hub Industry talking to a boy from other class.

They seem okay at first but then the boy pushed her away and leave her alone.

I watched as she cries before she realized I saw everything. She ran past me towards the stairs, leaving me dumbfounded. Something fishy is going on and I should stay away from it. I can't let myself be too involved in their personal life.

Right? That's the right to do, right?

I walked up the stairs to get to the teacher's faculty first to take my music notes. I feel so exiled every time I went to the teachers faculty.

Why are they so bitter just because the headmistress is my mother?

After taking the music sheets from my table, I proceed to my classroom. Upon opening the door, I notice the chattering died down, different than the usual treatment I receive.

Did Clayton told the whole class about my mother?

After placing the music sheet on my desk, I face them all. They seem to be avoiding eye contact.

"Alright, morning class." I waited for their response but the only student who greets me back was the Madden Twins, the police superintendent daughters.

"I'm thinking, for today's lesson, we should expose ourselves to the entire student body. How about we have our music lesson in the middle of the school amphitheater." I suggested.

None of them has any say in my decision when I ushered them to grab their musical instrument and marched down the amphitheater.

They were annoyed ... but they didn't say anything hurtful, yet.

"Why should we even go to such place for a music lesson? Why can't we just stay in the class?" Clayton asked.

"Because I said so now go!" I practice shoo them out from the classroom.

***

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"I've never heard of this composition before," Hinako said when she read the music sheets.

"Of course you never heard of it before. I wrote it myself. I'll be your conductor and if there's any flaw in your sounds, I'll be pointing it out. 1 ... 2 ... 3 ..."

As I expected, theses brats know how to read music. Growing up in a privileged family, I'm sure they were forced to learn the beauty of arts and craft just for kicks.

Even the male students know what type of music notes I use.

It didn't take long for the other students to notice these melodious tunes that the students of my class produce. I bet they never knew how talented they are.

When my students ended their piece, that's when they noticed that the other student body had gathered around the amphitheater.

They were trance by the beautiful sound that these so-called 'creatures' manage to do.

Just because they often use their parent's power for their own selfish needs, they don't deserve to be treated differently just because.

"Miss Sasha. What's the meaning of this? You should ask for the school's permission to use the amphitheater. Just because the headmistress is your mother and the chairman is your father, that doesn't mean you have any right to broke the law. If the teacher itself broke the law, how can you call yourself an educator." Ouch.

This old man really ticks me off.

"Mr ... Vincent. Why is there any need to drag my parents into this mess? I'm sorry for not abiding the law but my student has their own right to be here like the rest of the student body. What makes you the amphitheater police?" I tilted my head as I wait for his reply.

"Now I see that your action fits your appearance. Savages, daughter or not, the headmistress shall hear a complaint from me. Now please go since the drama club has booked this place for the day."

I looked at Mr. Vincent from top to bottom.

"What a prick," I said loud enough for the rest of the student who gathered to heard me. Even my students started to laugh when I called him a prick.

"Miss Sasha, let's just go." Clayton ushered his classmate to walk away from the amphitheater. I scoffed before following my students from behind.

"Alright, Miss Sasha ... you're now our favorite teacher. I mean, who in the right mind would call him a prick in front of the students?!" Clayton said as we walking away. The rest of his classmate laughs with him.

"He is a prick. I mean, it belongs to the school. The rest of the students and teacher has their right to use it right?" I asked them back.

"Where should we have our lesson now?" Asked Alyssa who seems to be back to her normal self.

"The music room?" Genesis Williams suggested. Her father owned the biggest coal mine in the world.

"That's just boring! All we see in the music room are pictures of old farts who supposed to be musical geniuses." One of the Madden twins replied. I just not sure who.

"The indoor theater? Since the drama club use the amphitheater, we could use the theater right?" Hinako suggested.

"That's even more boring," Clayton replied his classmate. I looked at the time and we still have 10 more minutes to spare.

"Class," I called them. They actually listened to me for a change.

"Let's go back to our classroom," I said and they never question me. Maybe the part when Clayton said I am their favorite teacher is real after all.

Once we all arrived at the classroom, I just can't help but to think how would I help my students to get accepted by the other student body.

This is their last year here in this school, they should know how fun a school time can be.

Before I could even think any deeper of this matter, there's someone at the door. After few knocks, a familiar person walks into the classroom, smiling at the rest.

"Good morning." She's my little sister.

"President Asha Irisha ... Whoa! It's Miss Sasha's little sister! They do look alike! Man, I can't believe that you came out from the headmistress, Miss!" Clayton really needs to stop saying that.

"That's ... fairly inadequate of you to say." My sister said.

So ... she's the president of this school huh. I wonder who's her vice ... it didn't take long for me to know who. It's my younger sister, Elra.

"On behalf of the whole student body, we would like to welcome you to the school. We should be doing it sooner but, as you know, I just came home from a trip." Was she gone?

Honestly, I didn't even notice that she's gone.

"We ..." Asha was interrupted when Elra suddenly cries in front of everyone.

"Sasha .... we lost!" My younger sister, who's 16 years old just cry and hug me in front of my students. I noticed Asha in a brink of releasing her own tears as well.

"What the ..." She too hugged me in front of my students, crying her eyes out.

"Miss President, vice president! This is not what I thought you'll be doing when you said you have to meet the new teacher!" Shouted a female student by the door.

Whoa ... she's beautiful.

"Oh, Adelaide. She's my sister. We haven't met for like ... months!" Asha reason.

So her name is Adelaide? I shouldn't be gawking at a student but still, she looks so mature while pulling both Asha and Elra from me.

Adelaide. Beautiful like the person who owns that name. I smiled when she dragged my sisters away from my class.

Why am I feeling these kinds of feelings towards a student?


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