Chapter 16
Lunch had passed now, and children were headed off to History. It was a bit weird for Nicolas, walking the halls with Zachary at the side, as this would ironically be the first class they would attend together. Luckily he wasn't trying to chit chat him to death like he usually did; but he found that unusual as well. Whatever punishments the school put him through, they really changed him, he thought as he glanced into Zachary's tired eyes.
Azure broke right this time, strolling into the classroom with a focused look on her profile. Nicolas followed, as did Zachary and a few others.
The teacher was once again a male, with a Walt Disney moustache and covered hair. He also had rimless glasses, a black ascot cap, and looked fairly young. He was sitting on the corner-end of his desk with a lit cigarette in his mouth, waiting patiently for everyone to be seated before speaking.
"Hi, my name is Trent Wilshire, but you may address me as Professor Wilshire, professor, or sir. Is that understood?" He asked, having a slight accent that Nicolas couldn't figure out the origin of. "Good. Today, we'll be learning about the history of civilization. As you know, there are many cultures and civilization around the world that practice different religions, traditions, and customs. Take Hellenism, for example. It is a Greek religion that focuses on many deities, or gods and goddesses, and it is very different from Christianity, Islam, and Judaism. We will learn all about these concepts in this year's lessons on Civilizations."
Nicolas was concentrated on Wilshire's faintly clouded cigarette, loosely hanging out of his mouth like a tubed volcano. He wondered why he would do that indoors, where the smell would reek in the enclosed classroom. He obviously didn't point it out, though, as he knew it would be inappropriate to.
Nicolas had an easy time learning of the Fertile Crescent, oldest civilization in the history of humans. The professor sauntered through the rows of students, quietly inspecting the children's works from a towering view. There was a silent air in the room until the teacher suddenly called a student's name, asking them what they were doing. Nicolas heard the kid say he was reading the page on the Crescent, but Wilshire didn't leave it.
"What's that doodle? It wasn't there before," he pointed. The kid gulped in angst. Nicolas heard a sharp tear of paper rip his eardrum before seeing Wilshire taking long strides back to his desk with a paper in his hand. He swiftly turned to the class, then held up the paper for everyone to see. "We have a cartoonist in this class," he said in a highly facetious tone. On the parchment was a scribbling of a short, foolish looking Wilshire with an exaggerated cigarette and moustache that was half the size of his face. He additionally had an unpleasant hairstyle and abnormally large nose.
He sat back down on the edge of his desk, turning the paper to himself and softly chuckling at it. With every slight giggle was a puff of smoke that left his cigarette. "You really put detail into my falsely bulging eyes," he voiced, pointing out that extra detail. Taking out his cigarette and holding it between his fingers, he looked up at the student who did this. This made several children turn, including Nicolas, to Ricky Delgon, a son of the seventh richest family in America. "Well, Mr. Delgon. I can't say I'm not impressed with your audacity. Only your first class, and you get right to pestering! Well done, Delgon, well done."
Ricky looked around with an awkward simper. Wilshire grabbed a pen from off the table and began to jot down something on the same paper. "Hey, how's my doodle?" he asked, showing the class the paper, which now had, in big, fine letters, "DETENTION."
Roars of laughter echoed through the schoolroom like a sudden explosion. The teacher, looking pleased with himself, smiled and put his cigarette back in his mouth as he walked over and gave a dumbfounded Ricky his paper back. Nicolas could hear him whisper to the kid, "Next time, sign your work."
End of Chapter
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