《Math Class》

❰[Start of Miss Alyson’s Route]❱

Oh right, I should take math, I definitely need that to pass this year. I’m really bad at math, at least currently, since I used to be good at pretty much every subject. I just stopped being interested in it. Also, it didn’t help that I stopped attending class, which led to the teacher to kind of hate me. I don’t know if she does actually hate me, but she definitely didn’t appreciate the huge drop in grades. But that’s why I’m here, to change everything. I will try my best to get better grades, I will actually study for once, and probably do a lot of extra homework to get the credits I need. I have a few months to make up for half a year of not doing anything.

I have high hopes though, I genuinely believe I can make it. But I better make it to class first, then worry if I’m able to perform well in this class. I can’t lie, I’m very nervous to study again, but it’s even more nerve wracking to walk to class. Luckily, everyone has already gone to their classes, so the hallways are now empty. But unfortunately, that also means that I’m the last one to get to class. The classroom is the first one in the right corridor, so it’s not like it was far away, I just got distracted with Jocelyn. Damn it, I couldn’t even follow my own advice.

I know that walking through the closed door is rude, so without any other option, I just knock on the door and hope the teacher is in a good mood. I wait in shame for a few seconds for the teacher to open the door, but it sounds like she is already greeting the class. Great, so now everyone will see me when I come in, fuck me. But in anticipation of all the embarrassment I will receive when I walk through the door, I’m first greeted by the sight of my hot math teacher.

Math is pretty lame, or so I always thought. I’m more of an artistic guy, so I’m not really interested in numbers or science. But let me tell you, when I first started high school, I was very interested in math, and it was purely because of my teacher. She is a young, probably in her mid 20’s, sexy lady with long brunette hair, some beautiful, slender legs, and always wearing a casual, but somehow provocative outfit. I think it’s just her body that always turns me on, even when she is wearing the most unappealing clothes, but yea, I think I have a crush on her. I’ve always had one. But I now have to face her in probably not the best of situations, and it looks like she is not very happy to see me show up.

—Well, well, well…. Didn’t expect to see you here…—

Miss Alyson has adapted this condescending attitude every time she talks to me, but I think it’s fair. She can be very sweet sometimes, but when you are not behaving well, she will make sure to show you how strict she can be. She always scorns bad students, because they deserve them. She isn’t someone who will humiliate you, so I don’t fear that she will embarrass me in front of the class, but she does make her disappointment very clear. And if there’s anything worse than failing a class, is making Miss Alyson upset, and not for the regular reasons.

—I’m sorry, I got lost…—

I know my excuse is very dumb, but there’s not much more I could say. What, do you want me to talk back to my teacher? No, I have to be a good student. But my apology clearly isn’t enough to stop Miss Alyson’s resentment towards me. I genuinely feel sorry about coming late to her class, but I just realized that it’s even worse when I haven’t shown up in her class in like months.

—That seems right if you ended up here…—

I try to ignore her sarcasm, which is actually something that I really like about her, but I know I should never respond to. But as I continue to beg for mercy with my eyes, I draw my attention a little to what’s going behind my teacher. It seems like the whole class is curious to see why Miss Alyson is taking so long at the door, which is probably going to make everything more uncomfortable for me.

—Why did you show up now, Andrew? Are you here to apologize for missing months of class?—

—Yes, I’m sorry. I just had a lot of issues and I wasn’t in the best state to come to your classes…—

It appears that my response makes Miss Alyson a bit more flexible. She is a very understanding teacher, so when she heard my sincerity, she probably knew I didn’t mean to miss her class for so long. But even when I have a relatively good argument to justify my absence, it still means that I missed her class for months.

—You do know you owe me a ton of exams, right?—

—Yes, I know. That’s why I came here, I’m going to start studying and get my grades up as fast as possible—

Miss Alyson laughs at me for some reason. I sounded very enthusiastic about giving it my all in her class, but I think she doesn’t believe me. She does have every right to not trust my promise, but I still want her to know that I will put all of my time and effort into her class. But apparently, she doesn’t care, as she starts walking back in the classroom.

—Come in, and don’t be late again…—

Miss Alyson lets me walk in the classroom without a pass, which is considerate of her, but it actually leads to my biggest nightmare. Everyone in class is now staring at me in the door. Even when the teacher tries to start the class, she doesn’t get the attention from any of the students. They are all focused on me. But to avoid making this more uncomfortable for me, I own up to it and use all of the attention I currently have to show my new me to everyone.

I just smile smugly, not trying to cover my face, not showing any sign of nervousness or embarrassment, even though I’m trying my hardest to hide it. I just stand proudly at the door, enjoying the brief moment of fame I have. But luckily, that makes everyone immediately lose interest in me once again. Oh, the benefits of being a nobody. But after showing my confidence, and seeing as nobody really cares, I walk to my seat to not look like an idiot, standing at the door.

But instead of acting normal, because no one will even notice how I behave, I try to keep up this cocky attitude. I feel like it will eventually make a change, and if it doesn’t, then at least I will feel more comfortable at the end of this. I do have to focus a lot on this class, as I have a lot of homework to do, exams to take, and a lot of content that I need to catch up to. But as I continue to believe in myself, I think everything is going to turn out fine. I mean, it’s just math class, what could go wrong?