"And I would just like to remind staff that there is a essential staff meeting today, please meet in the teacher's lounge after school."

"That's all for today! Have wonderful Friday!"

"And that concludes the morning announcements," George tapped his pen against the attendance, "okay, let's see...Hunter's out sick..."

"So is Kayla!" Someone added from the back of the room. George nodded, "thank you..."

He looked up, scanning the room, "alright, that's it, we can begin our lesson now." A students hand shot into the air and George raised an eyebrow, "yes...?"

"Isn't Mr. Boo supposed to be joining us today?" They asked. George put down the attendance and picked up his laptop, scrolling through his lesson plans.

"Uh... no, he's with Mr. WasTaken today," George remembered Dream telling him earlier about how excited he was to have Mr. Boo back.

The teacher's assistant had gone on a three month trip, for a learning opportunity. Returning last week, he quickly became popular with the freshmen of Wilson High who hadn't met him before.

The class groaned and George chuckled, "alright come on, you'll need a piece of paper of two different coloured pens."

"Mr. NotFound... I have a question," a boy name Tyler said. George nodded towards him, "okay, what is it?"

"Is it true you and Mr. WasTaken had an... entanglement... last year?" George's gaze hardened, "I don't think-"

"Because like... I did my research and Mr. WasTaken left for a year or so after a big argument you two had... and you ended up leaving as well," Tyler stated.

George looked around at his class, they all had skeptical looks on their faces.

"It's no one's business whether Mr. WasTaken and I had an affair or not. Nor is it anyone's business why we left," George snapped, "you should be paying attention to the lesson I was about to give."

"Um, yeah, but you seem to be close to Mr. WasTaken, and like, no offence, but I don't want my education to be compromised." Tyler said.

He has some nerve... George thought.

"How would your education be compromised exactly?" George crossed his arms.

"Well the documents I read said you guys were caught in a closet doing... well whatever you guys were doing, and no one here really knows if you'll just leave class to go do that again." Tyler shrugged. George didn't know whether he should be angry or upset. Or both.

"I'm sorry, have I done that yet?" George retorted, and didn't give Tyler time to answer, "no, no I haven't, nor will I ever do that."

George turned and walked to his whiteboard, erasing it. He then picked up a marker and wrote a word on the board in big bold letters.

It read;

"Tyler read this word for me." George capped his marker and put it back on the ledge.

"Uh... respect?" Tyler raised eyebrow, "but I don't-"

George interrupted him, "do you know what this word means?"

Tyler gave him a bewildered look, "yes, but I-"

"No. Just answer the question, don't add anything on to it." George scolded, "you will write a, at minimum, 150 word essay on what the word means. Maybe then you'll learn it."

George looked around as his class, some of which had surprised looks on their face. He sighed, "I'm not normally mean you guys, but you can't just ask questions like that, especially if it doesn't have anything to do with you."

George could tell Tyler was wisely biting back words.

"I'm moving the lesson for tomorrow, today you'll sit and read pages 17-24 in your textbooks. It'll help you with your quiz on Thursday." His class groaned and got out their textbooks.

George sat at his desk and pulled out his phone, texting Dream.

He got a response almost immediately.

Dream didn't answer his message after that and he sighed. The blonde had a right to be upset with him, but it would be better this way.

I hope...

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"You guys might as well start packing up, the bell rings in five minutes," Mr. Boo glanced at his watch. He felt honoured he got to teach Mr. WasTaken's classes for the day.

"Mr. WasTaken?" Mr. Boo looked at the teacher. He seemed to be zoned out.

"Oh uh, yeah? Sorry." He shook his head, "what can I do for you?"

"The school day is over," Mr. Boo gestured to the clock.

The bell rung, and his students started to pile out of the room, tossing a few, "have a good weekend!" and "see you Monday!"

"Can I talk to you?" Mr. Boo sat down in a chair by Dream's desk. The blonde nodded, but he seemed impatient, "sure, what's up?"

"I loved teaching your classes, they were attentive and interested in the lesson..." Mr. Boo smiled, "do you think maybe I could come up with a lesson plan? If not that's completely fine, but I just-"

Dream laughed, and cut him off, "sure, go ahead, I'll have to check it over though."

"Okay! Thank you!" Mr. Boo got up from his seat and waved bye to Dream as he was leaving the classroom.

Dream looked at the clock.

It's been 5 minutes, maybe I can still catch up to him, Dream shoved his laptop into his bag and rushed out of the door, taking the keys that were in his pocket and locking his classroom door.

He rushed down the hallway, trying not to bump into anyone as he made he way to George's classroom.

As he stopped in front of the door, his shoulders sagged and he fought back the urge to cry.

George had already left.