2 Weakness

The stumbling Children pushed each other for a better view at the animals.

"Teacher, is that a real tiger?" a child asked looking at his teacher with expectations in his eyes.He was the definition of cuteness.

"Yes, Dear" the teacher replied to the boy, smiling kindly.

"How do I know if you aren't lying?" the child asked skeptically.

The teacher looked at the boy stunned from his question but recovered just as quickly. The teacher knelt down on the rough patch of grass and looked straight at those bright and innocent eyes.

"And why would I lie to you" asked the teacher ruffling the boy's hair.

"So that you can adopt the tiger as your pet when we are not looking" said the boy with a deadpan look.

The teacher laughed at the boy's answer and told him that tigers can't be adopted because they are dangerous creatures.

"But they are so beautiful how can they be so dangerous?" the boy asked quizzically.

"Can you actually be anymore dumber?" asked another boy who looked a year older than the first boy.

"let me explain it to him dear." the teacher said to the older boy, assuring him and thought for a moment and then smiled and said

"Look at Jessica and tell me is she beautiful or not?" the teacher asked, and the boy almost instantly replied

"Of course she is!". And looked at the teacher as if she was dumb.

"And is she dangerous?". The teacher asked with a smile.

The young boy thought for a moment remembering that this girl could beat the hell out of boys as well as girls and she feared nothing. NOTHING.

"Yes" said the boy and dreading saying it the next moment.

"And what do you think?", the teacher asked the older boy.

As if on Que, all three of them looked at the girl in question who was looking at the tiger disinterestedly, ready to punch anyone who thought of getting in her self-proclaimed territory.

"Dangerous, isn't she?". The teacher said chuckling to herself.

The both boys simultaneously replied with honesty.

"Agreed"

Greg woke up only to watch the ceiling in front of his eyes.

'Infirmary, no doubt'. He thought.

He tried to get up and the dizziness got to him and so he plopped on the bed again.

"Well, your a sight for sour eyes"

Greg looked up only to find himself in Luke's eyes who was standing by the door.

"How many hours this time?" Greg asked, tired.

"One hour, Oh Well..... I guess this is better then our Three hour detention." Luke grinned.

"Only you got detention, not me" Greg pointed out.

"For saving your skin!" Luke immediately countered back but then asked gently."I mean why do you even come to college when you can't even stand properly?"

"It is only on some days that I feel tired not every day" Greg shot back.

"That's why I tell you that night is for sleeping and not for your..... well, pleasures.And mind telling me why is your weakness on a very specific day of every month?" Luke looked into his eyes.

Greg lightly protested on the first half of Luke's sentence and when Luke pressed him for an answer he replied

"No idea"