Second day : Trouble
Night School [Hiatus]
- Oh !
Grabbing each in their bags , going out the door, crossing the hall and ran up the stairs. Reached the first floor lost with laugh.
- Late Again! - Jungkook exclaimed, skidding the two in the hallway, split up and each went to his class.
- We seem i don't even know ! - Suga replied, already breathless with laughter.
Jungkook stood before the room where his history lesson was underway. The door was closed. He stood there for a moment to catch his breath and then opened the door noiselessly. In the terrible and sudden silence then being made, all students returned their gazes to him.
. - Mr. Jeon - Mr.Kim made sure to have a box of old fashioned slate in the classroom, standing in front of it, looking angry. - The class began two minutes ago. I know that you're new here, but I assume you already know the rules regarding the delays.
Jungkook nodded without saying a word.
- Do you know? Good. In that case, come talk to me after class.
Looking at the floor, Jungkook went to his place.
I can't hit one.
As much as he tried to change his life, just couldn't do it. It was like he was scheduled to get in trouble.
At the end of class, he waited for the others leave, pretending to pack his books until there was almost no one in the room. Then came Mr.Jongdae's desk . He was scribbling something and did not look right to Jungkook. Jungkook cleared his throat timidly. After a moment, the teacher looked up and stared at him with an icy stare.
- I deeply regret that this is the second time in you're first week of classes, that you've been delayed. This is a very bad indicter about you're future here in Cimmeria Academy . I know that other teachers think that you have a lot of potential, but I must say, so far, have not seen any sign of it.
Blushing with irritation, Jungkook bit his lip and kept silent. Mr. Kim handed him a piece of paper with something written.
- This is your disciplinary participation. Tomorrow morning, at six-thirty, go with the group to the chapel door and deliver it to the teacher.
Jungkook could hardly believe it.
- Six-thirty in the morning!? But tomorrow is Saturday!
The cold expression of disinterest Mr.Kim had , didn't changed.
- I applied a disciplinary sanction for one day, Mr. Jeon. Next time t iwill be a week.
Jungkook went to his English class feeling so frustrated that it was like having a cloud over his head. Namjoon sent him a questioning look, but Jungkook looked down at his book, while the principal of the academy initiated the lesson, he slipped - somehow relieved - to his familiar and snuggled pity world , until Taehyung entering the class, five minutes later.
Namjoon interrupted the class.
- Taehyung, usually you arrive a few minutes after the hour and I'm willing to overlook a slight delay, but this is already ridiculous. Do you have an excuse?
- I'm late, Namjoon, just that - he replied with a shrug. - It happens.
- You know what the rules are, Taehyung. Please stay here at the end of class to talk to me.
When the discussion began of T. S. Elliot, Jungkook 'turned off', failing to stop nervously wondering where would the disciplinary sanction and wondering if Suga would also have been punished - secretly wishing that yes, not to see himself in the midst of strangers. He felt a slight guilt for where wishing something bad had happened to his only friend in Cimmeria Academy.
Suddenly, his attention returned to class and Jungkook found himself mesmerized by the combination of words that was listening and the familiar voice he heard. Always hated poetry, but never heard any poem said that way.
"And I will show you something different
Whether your shade of the morning, following behind you
Whether your shade of evening;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust. "
Looking for another round tables, saw Taehyung to sit - up, did not look at him, but Jungkook had the impression that Taehyung knew he was watching.
- So what is the poet saying here? Whatever he meant by "fear a handful of dust"? - The look of Namjoon toured the whole class.
On impulse, Jungkook began talking , wishing to stop but failed to do so.
Namjoon encouraged him with a wave.
- It's like ... - he hesitated, but the principal showed patient, looking up calmly. Jungkook mentally rearranged the ideas and made a new attempt: - I mean, to me it sounded like a warning. He's saying: «Be afraid of me. With me, you will end up suffering »
Namjoon nodded again.
- It seems to me a valid interpretation, it is obvious that these verses contain a warning, or maybe a threat. Anyone else want to add something?
- It is about death - Taehyung said, without waiting for him to be given time to speak.
Jungkook felt his heart beat faster.
- All he is describing is unstoppable, inevitable. And that is what people fear most? Death.
Even without moving his eyes from the desk, Jungkook knew Taehyung was looking at him.
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Idon't even know what to say ....
I hope you have/had a good day ....
So i received my Cience test today , i had a C- ...
WHAT IS LIFE ?! icry (∩︵∩)
Anyway as I said a chapter or two back , I'm sick so one (hopefullynot) update for you guys .
And I kind have been having troubles (*cougEX-BF*cough*) , yeah , so don't blame me for having just one update today
Yeah bye .
07/01/14 - Guys i'm having problems with updating this fic 'cuz of the weather . Thanks for the waiting
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