Jan Week 2: Wednesday-Confronted at Lunch...

The morning went easy. She even had a peaceful planning period.

Class started up again and the lunch bell dismissed her class to swarm the cafeteria for some squared shape pizza and canned peaches and some canned corn to complete the melody of yellow food on cheap lunch trays.

Leah headed toward the Cafeteria to join her fellow teachers at the teacher's table when Mr. Bill smoothly blocked her path.

“Well hey there Miss Leah.” he said with a pearly white smile.

“Mr. Bill…” she nodded trying to look for a way around him easily.

“Off to lunch now is you?” he said, his thick accent loud in the hallway of students rushing past.

“I am. Yes.” she said with a tense edge in her tone. He took a step closer to her and lowered his normally loud and projecting voice.

“I was hopin’ fo some dessert myself. “Whats you say? I’ll be in the janitor's closet? The one in the old freshman hallway. I expects to see you.”

He turned and headed toward the janitor closet he mentioned.

Leah knew she needed to keep Mr. Bill’s silence. She couldn’t let him expose her. She rued the day she gave into Mr. Howard’s advances on that fucking field trip. She should have never done anything on the bus with him. So stupid to have gotten caught.