A firm series of staccato walk filled the classroom, engaging pair of ears to not ignore. Rob nervously itched his chin for a moment before facing completely to the flock of 'students' he was going to have until he got what he came for.
Scanning through the pointed gazes, he relaxed as his eye got the pie he travelled thousands of miles for.
"Ladies," his gaze was intact on hers that he was sure would have made her uncomfortable. "And gentlemen, we can begin our lecture with a warm introduction." He swept through the room like a pro. Not that he never did public speeches before, just that it was a long time since he was doing it.
"I am your Psychology teacher for the term. You may address me as Mr. Wilson. So, tell me about yourselves." He put the fat stupid book detailing of Psychology, focusing completely on the class. Never in his life, did he imagine to end up being a teacher for some kids he had nothing to do with. Hell, he didn't study well in his own class, thought the poor robber ruefully.
Sweety had her head bent, thinking of what should she say about herself? Name and school she came from? Only an idiot like her would leave a famous, big Mumbai to study in an international school of Odisha. Usually it is supposed to be the other way round.
A girl's voice perched up while she was busy in thoughts. "Hi Mr. Wilson. It's really nice to meet you. I am-"
"Why don't we start with the least enthusiastic one? You there."
Sweety was thinking to replace the school part with her hobbies. That shouldn't impact much, right? Sighing, she looked up to the silent class which she noticed of only now. They were all looking at her which didn't make sense.
"You were introducing yourself." Mr. Wilson pointed out.
He badly needed to know this girl who he never met before. Among the list of his girlfriends, he was sure to not being involved with such a dark beauty. He waited patiently on the out but his eye hardly went anywhere except the familiar chain she was wearing. Scanning down her neck, the locket was well hidden behind the layer of her uniform.
She got up from her seat, "I am Sweety Roulette. Nice to meet you all." She was quick to descend back in her throne.
"You don't have more to say? I am sure your friends are dying to know about you." Mr. Wilson's intrusion paused the girl in confusion. He supposed her to say something but she simply remained standing watching slightly downwards.
Her form appeared a timid one yet he knew she was not afraid to face anything.
"Alright, I'll help you out." Rob approached her desk slowly. As he stopped a step apart from her, she met his eyes and he was right. She will be an easy one to fool because she is a good girl. And good girls always fall head straight in Rob's plans. "What are your hobbies?"
"Reading and writing."
Was she saying the truth or answered the two most common and boring things?
"Where do you live?"
"In school's hostel." Sweety was confused with the string of questions which were actually not getting anywhere to a first day introduction.
"Ah. Me too. I mean, I live in the faculty section, of course." Smiling brightly he opened his arms out, stepping back he met the girl's confused reaction before pointing his hand to another student. "Yes, what about you?"
Pettily, Sweety sat back down without the teacher's insist. As if she was given all the attention and the next moment she is a sore thumb.
Rob was nodding up to many names, there were almost fifty students and these kids must be whimsical if they believed he will remember their names. Especially, girls. Though he was clearly older to them which could be said from his hair needing another salon color, the women didn't leave a chance in being his favorite.
Meanwhile, numerous times, he went back to the girl who was not dark-skinned but it seemed she was tanned on top of being dusky. She had chubby cheeks too which suited her overweight body.
Sweety was listening to the conversations when her attention went on the teacher who was already watching her. Her heart surged suddenly for no good reasons. Indeed, the teacher was good-looking but, did he liked doing with... young kids?
They were staring at one other when he saw her eyes turning from surprised to fear. What was she fearing from? Had she never seen a teacher before?
The bell rang at the very time before he could make a move to dwell further.
"Mr. Wilson, you didn't tell us your first name." One of the girls came forward who was soon grouped by the rest, blocking Sweety's desk from his view.
"Let's keep some things for next time, shall we?" He waved them away, turning to find the desk empty. "Ugh, these girls are a pain in...!" This time it was his phone's ring. "Why are everything ringing at the same time?"
"What?" Tyler asked.
Sighing Rob hung up saying, "I'll call you after reaching my room."
"Did you find her? Who is she?" Tyler's words on the first ring.
"I did. And I met her for the first time. Exactly what type of game are you involving me in? She doesn't even know me, how will I convince her to give back my locket which was accidently left off by me because I was busy stealing something." Rob let out a breath after speaking so much in a flow. Lying on the one person bed which was dartingly uncomfortable.
"You think that is my problem? I don't care what you do but get my Gulf back. Or I also have contact with cops to do the job. Effective and efficient on my part."
"If you wanted the cops involved, you would have had to explain them why is the locket so important and then the world will know of the secret you are hiding. Then it will be a public information and you gain nothing for creating a spy stone."
Tyler's anger rose at his words, each and every one of it was true. Calming himself he went back to the point, "I sent you as a temporary teacher for a mission. You were not sent empty handed. Don't you remember-?"
"Yeah, that your oh-so-great invention is made for hearing sounds around, which can be heard from your equally-great earphones. I am a Psychology teacher, remember?" Rob was enjoying irritating him, knowing was feeling helpless.
"You chose Psychology? Physical Education and Law were also the available options for temporary teachers."
"Our target is a fat kid who must hate working out even if it's my favorite job. And Law makes me sleepy, so I traded on the last option. Voila! She was present in that class!"
"A crazy choice for teacher and student. Anyways, you have a week until the real faculty will take your position. Get the locket back. And use those earphones, it'll help your search."
Rob opened his mouth to reply that he didn't need a week when he could do it overnight but his ex hung up. "Well, that's what ex's do."