2.

Oh god.

It's the new teacher.

"Morning, class.."

Somehow, Ara felt like laughing. The classroom never been so quiet when a teacher enters. But this time, each of them is staring at the teacher like a hungry eagle. He was slightly smiling. Putting the books on his desk, all of the students sat on their chairs.

"Okay, class. As you heard earlier at the assembly, starting today I'll be replacing your previous Maths teacher. My full name is Fabian Wu, but please just call me Mr F." some of Ara's classmates are already giggling. "Mr F?!" Fanny giggled. But he just smiled. "Okay, now I want each of you to stand up, tell me your name, and your dream ambition.."

"Oh, shit. No." Amelia whispered to Ada and Emma. But not Ara. She felt somehow happy, seeing the handsome male. There's something interesting that she saw in the man. Somehow, giving her comfort. Everyone started introducing themselves, and apparently Ara is the last person. "Okay, the last girl. Introduce yourself."

Standing with a smile, she started. "My name is Humairah, nicknamed Ara. My dreams for my future is..." she looked down for some reason. Should I say it, she fought with her mind. "Yes, what is your future dream?" Mr F asked, walking towards her desk, staring right to her.

Oh god, Ara felt her body like being zapped with electric, and her back was sweating so much. " It's obviously an English teacher, sir. Her parents are English teachers, after all" Ada said without feelings, somehow making Ara felt like it was a mock towards her. "Not quite right, Ada. I'm interested to be a History teacher" Ara responded, glaring at the grumpy girl.

"Okay now, you may sit down." Mr F said, calming the situation.

Frankly, today's Maths class may be the first one, she could concentrate and didn't fall asleep. She had never figured, Maths could be so interesting and mind-challenging. "Do you have any problems, Ara?" Mr F leaned to her desk, looking at her answers. She wanted to cover her papers. I did wrong, she mentally smiled to herself.

"This is a bit wrong, Ara. You only done the correct answers about a half, and the other half needs to be corrected. Lend me your pencil.." he took the pencil on her hands. She was suprised, He brushed his hands with her. Did he even notice that, she mentally scolded herself. She tried to focus, but the incident kept playing inside her mind.

AFTER SCHOOL..

It was almost 2:45 p.m., and yet Ara's mum didn't pick her up from school yet. She was sitting on the benches, waiting for almost an hour. Curse the jammed public phones, she groaned with a low voice. Suddenly, a car honked from behind. She looked back, a black car.

"Need a ride back home?" apparently it was Mr Fabian, waving at Ara. "Urm.. I'll wait for my mum sir.. She should be here any minute now" she told him. "Nobody's here, and I'm a little worried of your safety. Get in the car, I'll send you home for today.." he opened the passengers door.

Inside her mind, Ara was actually screaming with happiness. Who wouldn't want to get free rides from handsome mens. "Okay."