Monroe (5)

I hate coverages. Simple as that, it is the one break we get to do the massive grading for the 130 students I teach. One teacher calls out, so I am using my grading time in a science classroom as an English teacher. It is frustrating because the kids look at me like I can help them, and I look back at that page with fewer clues than them. Like I have no idea what the chemical formula is for cellular respiration; I don't even remember what that is.

This whole situation has ruined my Friday.I will have to do my grading tomorrow and have my mandatory meeting with Baxter about the coven meeting tonight in the afternoon. It should be an open bar meeting or at least have snacks. We could order pizza and watch a calming movie with lots of blood and violence. The rest of class is regular, but I am so stressed these behaviors are crazy.

They get out of their seats anytime they feel like it. They hit each other. They curse at me and talk back; my new least favorite question is, why do I need to know this. Umm, because you need to be able to pull essential details from the text, or you may miss the critical part of future emails and instructions in the work world. It isn't like I will say you know what, you don't; please pull out your phones and ignore me, you gift to society. It is maddening. I'm not strict, so they act up with me when they don't do that with others.

I have been waiting all day to hear what happened with Darrel's meeting. He talked to that girl about what to do. I know that most packs kill rouges, but there must be another way since she is just a kid. I have her next, and all my pack kids have returned today because the last fight is at dusk.

When the bell rang, the students started in the room. It was normal until a growl rang out, causing all the humans to look around for the source and the wolves to get defensive. This blond boy ran at another boy in the hall and sent him flying into the lockers. Since they were wolves, no one got hurt, but the humans didn't understand that. The one who started it stood before Alexis, caging her against the wall. At the same time, the other peeled himself off the floor, glaring and growling at the first boy. He was standing so protectively over the girl that the safest action was to grab the other boy and pull him into my room, even if I had humans in there, so they didn't shift.

"Everyone sit down!!" With some magic, I grabbed that boy by the arm, moved him into my room, and closed the door. "do the warm-up on the board. You have 10 minutes."

"I am going to kill that pack jumper," he was shaking with restraint.

"no, you are going to breathe and not expose magic to all these humans," I whispered. "he looked like he was protecting her, alright? You are a male, and you know how instinctual it is to protect a female."

"But I don't understand protecting a rouge," he said calmingly while talking to me, being able to breathe without a rumble in his chest.

"is there no reason why he would protect her?" I was rubbing his back, trying to portray calm energies into him

"she could be his mate. Actually, she must be. He was practically feral protecting her; only mates have that effect." he nodded and shook me off. "I'm good now, teacher; I can handle my wolf now."

"go take a seat then," he wondered to an available seat. I now needed to figure out who that boy was because he was vital to dealing with Alexis being a rouge. Darrel and Baxter need to know.