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Zexion sat at his desk. It was the first day of yet another school year. He went through the papers on his desk, deciding what should be done for the day. 'Why did I take this job?' he thought. He really didn't understand it. He didn't like being around other people. So why would he become a teacher. It just made no sense to him. But here he was. There's no way to change it now. And this was his first year teaching. So if he didn't do well, he was going to have to find a different job.

First day back at school was always boring, this year would be no different. It had taken some effort to get out of bed that morning, but somehow he'd managed it and was soon on the path to the school. Along the way he'd met up with several of his friends, some he'd not seen since breaking up from school last year. Upon arriving, the group loitered around until well after the bell rang. When finally they decided it was best to head to class, Axel burst into his classroom and slumped himself down in one of the empty seats. Thankfully the teacher had not yet arrived.

Zexion jumped slightly when the bell rang, not expecting it. Students began pouring in the room, talking to each other. Which was already giving him a headache. Once everyone was seated, he stood and introduced himself. Then he handed out the books that would be needed for the class. Afterwards, he began the class.

Sighing boredly, Axel watched the new teacher introduce himself and once he'd been given his book he idly began to doodle on the back page. As the lesson began he zoned out, paying very little attention to what was being said.

Zexion noticed one of his students weren't paying attention. And he hated being ignored. Especially when he was speaking. He picked up a book off his desk and through it at the student that wasn't listening. He smirked slightly when it hit his head.

Throwing a book at Axels head was not a particularly wise thing to do. It was just an excuse for him to kick up some trouble for the new teacher whom clearly hadn't heard of his reputation. Yet. Picking up the book that had just hit him on the red, emerald eyes focused on the teacher. "Are you trying to get yourself fired on your very first day? Tch. Not very smart for a teacher, are you?" Axel returned fire. He threw the book back at Zexion with quite a bit of force.

Zexion instantly dodged the book. But just barely. He glared at the student. "You just earned yourself detention. And one the first day." he said. He already hated this guy. First for trying to sleep. Second for mocking him. He will not be disrespected. He will not tolerate it.

Axel couldn't help but smirk at the teachers responce. "Detention? Boo hoo. I think I might just go see the headmaster and tell him you threw a book at my head. The whole class saw it too, so there's no way you can deny it." Now the lesson was finally getting interesting. "Its not acceptable to throw books at your students heads, weren't you taught that in teacher school?"

"For one, there is no such thing as teacher school. Second, I don't care if you go to the headmaster. I wouldn't care if I got fired. In fact. That would probably make me much happier." Zexion said. He was glaring at the boy. And what he said was true. He didn't want this job so he wasn't exactly sure why he took it.

The red head quirked a brow at the answer he received. "How would you know? I doubt you'r even properly qualified to be a teacher." Leaning back in his chair, he watched the short teacher. "If you don't care, why did you bother becoming a teacher in the first place? If you hadn't have bothered we could have a proper teacher teaching us now instead of you."

"For your information. I am qualified to teach. Though I'm not sure why I even bothered with this job. I probably could have gotten a better job, but I decided teaching would be best to at least start with." he said. He was really regretting his choice for this. He should have gotten a different job. But he was stuck with this one until he was fired or the year was up.

It seemed as though Axel was not needed to hasten this teachers sacking, he seemed more than capable of doing it himself, didn't he? With an attitude like that and the personality of a wet blanket, he wouldn't last long. "And your admitting you suck in front of your whole class? Your lame."

Zexion glared at him. He picked up the book again and threw it at him again. "You do realize the more you speak, the more trouble your going to be in." he said, hatred in his voice.

This time Axel caught it and was easily able to stand and drop it out of the window beside him. Being tall had its advantages. "The same goes for you, you know. Keeping talking and you'll get yourself fired with a bad reputation. 'Unwilling to teach, personality and attitute of a wet blanket, abuses his students'. That'll look good on your resume, won't it?" Smirking he sat down. "You can try threatening me all you want, but I've had it all in the past so give it your best shot." By this point several of the students were snickering quietly to themselves.

Zexion went and stood in front of him. He place both hands on the desk and glared at him. "You listen very closely to me. I don't care what is on my resume. I am not going to be teaching again. So there isn't anything you can do to bother me." he said. He turned and went to sit at his desk.

Axel smirked up at the male. "Well if you aren't going to teach again and aren't making any effort, can we leave? Really no point in us being here is there?" he leant back in his seat. "oh really? we shall see about that."

"You cannot leave until the bell has rung. So until then, you can have a free period." Zexion said. He reached into his desk drawer and pulled out a thick book. He opened it up at the bookmark and began reading, intending to ignore the class for the rest of the period.