CHAPTER FOUR

Belle took her pencil and started to write what Gibson wrote on the board. she not quite finding his charming figure standing in front of the blackboard. writing the note. his back on them.

She can guess he was smiling for nothing. she felt him smiling. oh yes he is. she tapped the back of the pencil on the table. not making a sound. she murmurs.

a murmur circling around her between the female student about him. His presence caught the female. She looked around the classroom. as she heard one of them said 'will Gibson fall for one of them.' perhaps a little extraordinary thing. adult thing.

Belle almost threw up. disgusting. she rolled her eyes. her palm hand rested against the top of her chin. then suddenly. she pushed the chair then walked toward the door without asking him permission to do so. He looked over his shoulder, noticing her walk towards the door. He stopped her.

'I don't know if I will have a rude student behind my back.'

without looking at her. 'I'm sure a student like you needs my permission before go out.' he turned. book on his chest, white chalk between his fingers with a smile.

'Where you are trying to go, Miss Decker. I'm still writing a note for you and the others.'

she couldn't reach the knob yet. She turned to him. 'I need to go to the toilet, sir.'

'Without asking me? What reason do you do that to me? Did I do something wrong?' she shook her head. He asked her again. 'Then ..?'

She apologized. she knew she suddenly was rude toward him. He was right. what he does to her till she does such a thing. wasn't guilty or sin because of his smiling. maybe the girl student -

'I'm sorry.'

That's all she can say to him for now. She reached the knob as he nodded, letting her go. He watched her leave the room in hurried. he then continued writing on board.

'Well .. well ..'

as Belle enters the toilet. the birthday girl, Emma. leaning her butt on the sink. She held a cigarette between her fingers. since she smoking. asked Belle herself. she stared at her as the smoke came throughout from her nose and mouth. she smirked.

'Since when you smoke.?' asked Belle.

'Today.' she giggled. 'I got a taste. It smells disgusting. I don't get why people like to smoke.'

she said. pacing in front of the mirror and starting to redo her makeup. especially lipstick on her lips.

'I hear a new teacher is coming to your class.'

Emma pulled out chewing gum mint flavor from her pocket. then chewing it. avoid the smell from her mouth.

'Well ..?'

'I don't like to talk about it.'

Belle storms inside the cubicle. doing her business. a minute later. She left the cubicle then went to the sink beside Emma. as she is still waiting for the answer from Belle.

Belle washed her face as Emma asked her again. 'Is he cute?.'

'Emma. I don't like to talk about it. see for yourself what he looked like.'

she said. leant her butt on the sink. arm on chest. gritting her teeth. 'The girl started to talk about him. so ridiculous.'

'Of course. ridiculous.'

before Emma or Belle could speak more about Gibson's. and suddenly. the door burst open with some unknown strength. The girl was quite shocked and what the hell is going on. revealed Gibson at the frame. his eyes looked around then his eyes found Belle and Emma.

'Are you alright ..?'

Emma smirked. said. 'Me or Belle?.'

without his answer. Belle spat. 'What the heck you're doing, Mr Gibson. haven't you noticed this is a girl 's lavatory. boy lavatory just down there on the right.'

'So you, Mr Gibson the new teacher.' said Emma with a seducing smile. 'Charming.' giggle. 'Like my girlfriend said - what are you doing in here?'

Gibson takes a step forward. He now stands in the middle of the room with his eyes on them. then his eyes on his watch. Then back to Belle and Emma. he showed them the time.

'Miss Decker had been gone for too long. what it takes for taking a loo.' he sniffed. 'Are you smoking?.' his eyes on the girl.

Belle slowly turns to Emma. Emma too. The girls looked into each other's eyes. They were caught by Gibson. 'You ..?' his finger pointed at Emma. 'Was you, wasn't it?.'

'You got me.' She smirks and raises both of her arms as she steps forward. She tries to seduce him. she leant into him. now. their faces are very close. 'What you gonna do, Mr Gibson?.'

Belle rolled her eyes. wash her hand again. she walks past them by saying to Emma. 'See you round.' she step out from the toilet back to class. Gibson stare her back for while, he turn back to Emma.

'I'm gonna report you for this.' his eyes on her eyeball. continue. 'Did you teach Ms Belle how to smoke or something.'

Emma backing off from him. she crossed her arm on chest. staring at him with annoyed. 'No. I don't. she's my best friend and she like my sister. no. I don't teach her something bad according your thought. I wasn't.' She then walked past him.

later at noon. Belle and Emma are sitting on the cafeteria table. The two are eating lunch and having a small talk. Emma tapped the spoon on the table as her mouth chewed. She eats with anger. remembered how Gibson accused her for.

'I just met that dude and he reported me on this and accused me because of you.' Belle looks up from the plate. curious. 'She accused me of being teaching you how to smoke and now my name is probably on the principal 's office. and I'm most wanted in school.'

Belle didn't say anything to defend her. because it wasn't her fault anyway. She didn't teach her anything nor smoked. 'Speaking of that Devil.' said Emma. her eyes on someone. 'He walked toward us.'

without turning. Belle can feel his presence behind her back then beside her. she hurried her feet without giving Gibson a chance to speak. Emma is about too but he stops her.

'Please have a seat.' he said. 'I'm sorry for accusing you. I know you didn't teach Miss Decker to do anything wrong. but umm - '

he stopped. continue. 'I clear your name. I didn't report you for smoking. wasn't both of you's fault. It's my fault too because I burst inside a girl 's lavatory without permission. It was also my fault that I didn't think rationally. maybe other girl students will witness what happened, I didn't think that - you know. there could be more students inside beside you two.'

he chuckled. scratch his back head. 'Is she gay?.'

'What ..?!'

'Miss Decker. is she gay. because I tried to talk to her she some kind running away from me. like now. I try to attempting her but she -'

Emma shakes her head. 'Cool. I'm glad to hear. thank you Miss Evigan.' he then walked after apologizing to the girl.

evening later. Belle and Emma arrive in the neighborhood. They two walk seperate way. from afar, Belle saw her mother talking to someone she was familiar with. like she saw that person before but where. when she gets close to the view. It was Gibson himself who was talking to her mother. just what the heck is going on here.

slowly she approached the adult. without saying. her mother greeted her. 'Belle. you're home.' the mother smiled. 'Well, Belle. This is our new neighbor. Mr Gibson. and Mr Gibson, this is Belle, my daughter.'

'Such a coincidence. your daughter is my student, Mrs Decker and today I caught her in the toilet.'

the mother blinked. 'You caught my daughter in the toilet ..?'

'Ah, what I mean is. Belle went to the toilet as I walked past and I saw her.' He lied. He wasn't a walk pass. his teaching inside the class and suddenly he burst in.

Belle stares at him. She knew he lied. But why did he lie?

'Oh, I see. So you are my daughter 's teacher. That's so nice. you can keep your eyes on my daughter in school. keep in mind what she is doing while her parents are working for money.' the mother laughing elbowing Belle's waist.

Belle scoffs. shaking her head she walks but she stops as Gibson says. 'That would be nice.' the mother turned to her. 'See. your teacher is trying to be nice with you and he is glad that you could get a ride with him in school together. how that sounds.'

'No.'

her eyes on him. and he was smiling at her. both of his hands inside the pocket. She knew something he wanted to do to her. what he is trying to do.

'Belle. his your teacher. Mr Gibson won't do anything to harm or hurt you, am I right?.' the mother looked at him as he nodded with a sweet smile. 'See. just a ride, Belle.' smile. 'How much I'm gonna pay for the ride, Mr Gibson.'

'Ah, no need for it. She is my student. I should protect my students.'

the mother and Gibson smile. Belle shakes her head and continues her walk toward the door. the mother shouted remembering her. 'Eat your dinner first before you go to work.' Belle closes the door shut. Gibson is curious.

'Is she working? why?' he asked. 'She is just sixteen and she is working.'

the mother pinch her crooked nose. said. 'I try to stop her. but she likes what she likes to do. we cannot stop her.' she chuckled. 'My Belle is stubborn. the only daughter me and my husband have. She is precious. you know what Belle means, Mr Gibson?'

'Beauty. Belle's mean beauty.'

'Thank you. and you're right.' the mother smiled.

he's about to leave but - 'If not bothering you. can I know where she works ..?'