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How to Arm Entire Armies While Being A Professor

Imagine a new Professor just came into the most prestigious high school in the west. North Rayleigh Academy. When the professor's side-job is a world-renowned arms dealer for private armies. What challenges will they face? Will conflict of interest be the reason? External forces taking control over everything? Or will it be war bigger than what students face. Will the lessons of chemistry be helpful to the students? Is there something bigger running the entire school or is there an industry developing from the school itself? Vaughn is a man of many talents, skills, and ideals. Business comes first for him but that will change once he takes a step into his class changing his beliefs that runs his everyday life. "Give an artist an inspiration... they'll make art. Give a student hope.... they'll thrive and be the best they can be. Give an army a stockpile of weapons... they'll create nothing but piles of bodies and mayhem along their path. I wonder sometimes if my students are actually listening to my lessons. I sure do hope they get more excited over science." -Professor Vaughn Killford.

Sandwich_Author · Adolescents et jeunes adultes
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First Period

Time is 2:39am...

It's my first day on school and I'm loading up magazines after magazines with bullets. *sigh* It's funny that I'll be a professor today fulfilling one of my dreams. Knowing that I'm in the arms business and that I'll be teaching students soon. An ex-soldier then turned arms dealer now school professor what a career journey I had right?

As the sweat drips down from my head while I'm carefully loading magazines for the special client I'll be meeting today. I heard the man was a known politician. I didn't know he needed a private army to protect his daughter. And with 5.56 rounds? Seriously overkill for bodyguards.

Well I guess that's my life I guess... I think that selling guns for a living is quite a risky life but its been not half-bad If I'm honest. Since most of my transactions are always successful anyways. As the clock is ticking and I'm about to finish my last magazine looks like I'm within schedule as per usual.

I placed everything in cases and placed them in pallet crates on my truck and with my suit and tie and a killer smile I'll guarantee customer satisfaction. Time is 3:10am, right on schedule. I drove around the dark parts of town leaving for a short while turning to a small fire road heading to a lake where the client is waiting. I wore my gloves and had my gun in the suit in case of a failed exchange.

"Ah, Mr. Governor!" As I happily exit my truck with the smile and a hug prepared for the client. "I see Mr. Killjoy being giddy as usual. Do you have my package?" Said the Governor. "Yes, its all in that pallet crate. You have the cash at hand?" As I open the pallet the Governor seems to be satisfied with the gun quality. "Yes, yes this is good. As usual, the cash is in those cases we'll be seeing you soon Mr. Killjoy." The Governor had his men take the pallet into the van. "Pleasure to do business with you Mr. Governor."

I clocked out at 4:22am there's a lot of time before my first class start. I returned back to my home taking off my suit and preparing to do my daily workout routine. 150 pushups, crunches, agility training, time on the treadmill for my jogging goal. After that a balanced diet of protein and essential nutrients for optimal endurance for the entire days worth of dealing with people.

My first class starts in 7:00am which is still 3 hours away. The school is just 30 minutes away from my home I can make due with 3 hours. After my daily routine I prepared my documents I'll be needing and checked my laptop for the first lesson I'll be giving out and a introduction as per of course. Since this is my first time teaching kids.

6:25am... Right on time again Vaughn. As I drive to the staff entrance the guard greeted me. "Morning Professor. First day on the job I say good luck teaching those kids." Said the guard. "Thanks for the greeting I'll do my best out there." As I reply to the guard with a smile as per my first day on the job indeed. I entered the teachers office to grab my schedule for today. Some of the teachers that were there greeted me and hoped I enjoy my stay here teaching kids.

The time is 6:45am... My First class is right in front of me, Class 1-3. I entered the room with the students talking to each other as they see me they sat back to their seats. "Hello everyone, I'm Professor Vaughn and I'll be your science teacher for this year and I specialize in chemistry don't worry I'm not a scary teacher in fact I encourage questions from all of you."

What a way to introduce right? I know it's not the best one I ever did. "Now, let's get to today's lesson." I began writing on the chalkboard doing my lessons as what the book says so. "Sir, I have a question." I saw a girl raised her hand. "Ah, you must be Miss Weiss? Yes, what is your question?" Rose Wiess a very intelligent first year that has struck professor's interest since she passed her entrance exam 100% in all subjects.

A dangerously smart girl if I say so myself. "That should answer your question Miss Weiss." As her question was quite simple she's probably testing me since I'm a new professor. "I see... I understand now thanks Professor." She seemed satisfied with my answer.

An hour later class finishes and I headed back to the teachers room. "Miss Weiss is really handful you know? What about you new kid what do you think?" Said one of the professors. "Well I think she's unique of a student that tests out professors if she can be satisfied with her ways of learning." As this opinion is what I've observed from her constant questions and a pattern an hour ago when it was my first class.

"You think you can handle her Professor Vaughn?" Said Professor Ivan a professor that teaches English specializing in literature. "Well not on her level but I can keep up with her bombardment of questions. At least I'm happy students are actually asking for questions." I am glad that a student is actually asking for more knowledge. "That's a good mindset from the new guy. Ah, see you soon Professor Vaughn good luck with the other classes." As Professor Ivan leaves the room for his next class.

I left the room 10 minutes later to head for my next class which is Class 1-2. A class filled with unique talent from the most part the students in this class has a special talent consisting of... An Athlete, An Artist, A Speaker, A Model, and A Genius. Class 1-2 is my responsibility now since I'll be their Homeroom teacher for the next 4 years.

This is a new series I hope you guys enjoy it!

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