Does teacher!Dwight get bullied?
SMACK!
A small, wet wad of paper struck Mr Fairfield firmly in the back of neck.
In Ms Romero’s class, someone would be going to see Mr Carter.In Mr Francis’s class, no one would snitch, no one would get caught.In Mr Hawk’s class, the students would take this act of aggression as a way to begin a civil war amongst themselves.In Ms Young’s class, they’d be turned into a live demonstration.In Overbeck’s class, he’d chase them 2 miles with a loaded gun.In Miss Anna’s class, she’d say and do things that would get her fired, and no one would snitch.In Mr Yamaoka’s class, someone would have died.
But this was Dwight’s class. And they all laughed at him. They laughed harder when he dropped the marker and it rolled away from his attempts to catch it. They stifled their snickering as he tried to find his other markers- only to find they were all missing.
“Control your class.” “Grow a spine.” “Why can’t you just be like all the other teachers?” His peers would brush it off.“If you can’t handle it, there’s other jobs.” “I don’t like you working there.” His boyfriend would constantly remind him.
That was until the transfer student.
Frank Morrison, the 19 year old super senior, stood up and handed the marker back.“Thank you…” Dwight took the marker tentatively, examining it for evidence of tampering.The boy grinned toothily, “Any time, Mr F. And the rest of you should be ashamed! Let the poor guy get on with it!”
Dwight felt a smile twinge at his lips and he turned back to the white board while Frank walked back to his seat, passing the trash, and threw the straw away.
