[MONDAY].
"Can anyone tell me why the Romans and the seleucids were at war from 192-188 B.C.?".
After the aged man asked the question most of the Young adults sitting in the lecture hall began flipping to the previous page to try and find the answer.
"No, one we-" The aged man was about to tell them the answer before he saw a Dirty blonde-haired girl raise her hand.
"Yes miss bailey, do you know the answer?" The aged man asked while pointing to the student that raised her hand.
"Mr. Thomas, I believe it was because the Seleucid empire kept attacking Rome's allies in the Greek region, however, it was only after 500 Roman legionaries were surrounded and killed that Rome declared war".
Mr. Thomas was listening to her answer until he saw a group of Girls snickering on the upper left group of the very left column of Chairs, He knew exactly why they were doing that and if he was being honest he wasn't very happy about it.
Alas, He still turned his attention back to bailey although he only heard her saying the last part of the answer which was still correct.
"Excellent answer, However, can you please come to my office after class?" Mr. Thomas replied to the student who just sheepishly nodded her head so he turned around and Recaped what he taught the previous week on the roman conquests of Greece.
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"You wanted to see me".
"Ah yes, Please take a set" Mr. Thomas beckoned with his hand pointing to the chair across from his desk.
While walking to the chair That he pointed at Bailey realized what he called her for and lowered her head while forming a pretty intense blush on her checks. After she sat down on the chair she finally raised her head and looked at her teacher.
"So what did you need" Even though Bailey knew exactly what he called her for she still wanted to feign ignorance in case of the very low possibility of being wrong.
"I think we both very much know your reputation within the student body" He paused while reaching for his water bottle underneath his desk resting in the side pouch of his bag and taking a big drink out of it "And I know it can be hard, however, I just want you to know that you can talk about it with any one of the counselors, teachers or faculty and that any question you may have or if you have an answer to my question will not be looked down upon".
"Alright, thank you" Bailey blushed even harder from embarrassment, but she really did mean it when she said thank you.
"Hold up" Thomas held up a piece of paper which Bailey swiftly grabbed and saw that it was a pass for being late as there was no way she would be able to walk from the History department through the park and into the science department with just 10 minutes so Thomas wrote her a pass.
"Thank you, Professor".
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"I'm genuinely impressed that she can take 7 hours of classes a while getting bullied for being a teacher's pet, and a slut, while here I am complaining about 3, well in my defense I have to grade 283 papers every day and a 2-hour drive from school to my house in the mountains" Thomas leaned back into his chair while thinking to himself "sigh, woe is me".
After his internal complaining, he began to collect the papers that were handed to him, and triple-checking that he had everything he left in his car, it was a black 1968 Chevrolet Impala, it took a whole months salary to pry it out of the hands of that greedy car collector.
Despite the exorbitant price, The car was a worthy deal for Thomas as that was his dream car; so when he added more comforts to it like heated seats, better air conditioning, and more speakers he felt as though he would never get a new car, but he knew that the constant break downs were coming.
Just the distance to and from Brecon where he lives and oxford university is 145 miles which are 290 miles in one day every day 5 days a week; the only times that doesn't happen is the weekends or a 114-day summer that runs from 19th June to 11th October, however that is a time where the teachers are either spending their days in an office preparing the lessons for the next year or traveling Europe.
For history teachers like Thomas it's a little bit of both, he certainly doesn't have perfect memory so spending some time every day freshening up so he can teach that much better is high up on his priorates list; however, what is even higher up on that list is traveling to see ancient castles, bastions and other sites like museums but his favorite place is the library of Birmingham.
While walking out of the lecture room and down the winding labyrinth of halls Thomas made it to the main entrance; an old black man with barely any hair on his head and any that he did have mostly stubble was completely white, that's not to say that he was old and frail because just by looking at his arms dense with muscle; one would be able to tell why he got the security job at oxford.
As the man was sitting next to the doors when Thomas came near without even looking up off the paper he just called out "Good-Byee Thomass"
"Good-Bye David" Thomas Replied in the same monotone way that suggested that this wasn't the first time that they said goodbye to each other.