neo the baby slayer. (phonomania) wrote in nevermore_logs, |
Classmates from left to right shared glances and whispers, as if detention for the new kid was just shocking. It wasn't. Neoptolemus had had his share of detentions (coupled with some suspensions and expulsions, but that was not the point), and he'd discovered early on that not only were they a waste of time as he neither gained nor learned anything, but also that teachers lacked the ability to prepare useful detentions. Evidently, sitting around staring at the chalk board was meant to inspire one to right their wrongs and never repeat their offense.
He was never a person who learned from his deliberate mistakes.
Eyes still locked on her face, he maintained his relaxed posture and tuned out the sounds of his curious classmates. Andromache might've been his teacher, but that didn't mean he'd kiss the ground she walked on to avoid a detention. They were who they were. And she must've known he'd never bend over and take it like a scared little bitch.
Both brows went up. "Is that how you do welcoming? Because from where I'm sitting, I don't feel all that welcomed. I made a suggestion. Thought maybe you'd get off your high horse and accept some criticism."
Purposely baiting her? Never.