Chapter #5Losing authority by: Tisch   Walking into Principal Franklin's office the next morning, Derek was feeling a little under the weather. He was still having flashbacks to the day before. The guy shuddered as his boss tried to speak with him. "Hi Derek," she greeted. "I'm really sorry to hear about yesterday. That really was a horrible situation. I'm very proud that you came in today, though. I'll be sure to give you some extra pay on your check. Today you'll be working in rooms 116 and 124 with some of the middle schoolers. I hope that assisting with language arts will be okay for you." Derek sighed and exited his nightmarish visions of the elementary girl's stomach. "Sure, I can do that. Thank you for being patient with me. I thought that things would be going smoother than they have been so far. Maybe I just have to give it a few weeks rather than a few days," Derek spoke back. The principal nodded her head. "Maybe so. If there's anything you need, be sure to let me or another staff member know. Sound good?" she soothed. Derek nodded then left the principal's office feeling a little bit better.
Arriving in his first class of the day, Derek ran into the head teacher for the first period, Maria Grover. Having met her a few days ago, Derek waved to her as he entered. She looked up from her desk as he approached her and smiled. "Good morning, Derek," the beautiful teacher spoke. "I'm happy you're joining me today. I have a lot that needs to get done." Derek smiled back. "Sure, I'm happy to help. Is there something specific you'll want from me?" Maria thought for a minute before responding. "Well, maybe. For the most part, I'm just concerned about the workload I have for the students today. The first part of our section on the story is pretty hefty, so I would like to make sure that everyone is on the same page. If I divide the class, would you mind taking care of one side while I attend to the other?" the glasses-wearing woman asked. Derek nodded. "Sure, I don't mind. Will we be making any transitions while in class or are we sticking with this routine the whole time?"
"We'll go with this the whole time in this class and see how it goes," Maria answered. "If things don't go so well, perhaps we'll change it up next period." Derek nodded in understanding and went over to his desk on the opposite side of the room as Maria's. Soon thereafter, the first bell rung and students filed into the room and took their seats. The head teacher introduced the day's agenda and immediately separated the class into the groups she had discussed with Derek. It was time he took the lead and assisted the students he was given.
"All right guys, we're going to start by reading the first chapter. It's pretty short, so I'm sure you all can silently read before we converge for a group discussion," Derek spoke. A few students snickered. He motioned to them to quiet down and get reading. "If there's any questions you have, feel free to ask," he added. One of the girls up front immediately probed him. "So, aren't you the one that was eaten by that girl yesterday?" she giggled. Derek rolled his eyes and pretended he hadn't heard that. "Yeah, that's him. My sister's friend told her about it. I think that girl's little sister was the one that ate him," another student whispered. Derek sighed. "Seriously? Why would they know all of this?" the little guy thought. Soon after the gossip broke out, it was difficult for Derek to control the students.
"Okay guys, I think we should come together and talk about the story now," Derek instructed. "Who would like to start by giving us their thoughts about the first chapter?" The first girl that asked him the earlier question spoke first. "Um, are you sure you can help us? You seem like... I don't know, I think after what happened yesterday, we might be better than you." Derek spoke to her bluntly. "No, that's not the kind of comment that either I or Mrs. Grover will tolerate. If you would like to stay after class and have a chat with me about your behavior, then keep it up. Otherwise, let's please get back on track." The girl was shocked at his application of authority and retreated inwards. However, a different girl chose to intervene. She arose from her seat and walked up front, immediately grabbing Derek. "Don't be silly, you're nothing more than a toy or a piece of candy," she snickered. The girl's peachy face was close to Derek, who had just shrunk down an inch or two as she spoke down to him. He struggled in her hand and tried to reassert his teaching role. "Okay, may I get your name?" he asked. The girl smirked. "Sophia." Derek looked at her in the eyes. "Thank you, Sophia. Unfortunately, I'm going to have to write you up for your- hey, don't!" Derek was impeded when the girl opened her mouth. She held him close to it and burped.
*BELCH*
A wave of bad breath rushed over Derek, who immediately plugged his nose after catching a whiff. He couldn't tell what the girl had eaten or drank, but it was not a good combination. A few kids behind the girl laughed. "What do you think you're doing?!" Derek exclaimed. "Mrs. Grover! I have a situa-AHH!"
*SPLAT*
Sophia tossed the smaller Derek into her mouth before he could finish and closed it as soon as possible. She then returned to her seat and gave a sly smirk to her classmates. With Derek under her control, the girl toyed with him. She sloshed him around, as the elementary student had done the day previously, and sucked on him. Derek struggled to get control of himself over the girl's tongue but was struggling with the slick saliva-covered object. She slammed him into her cheeks, thoroughly enjoying every moment of playing with the teaching assistant. Eventually, Sophia concluded that she had made her point and slowly spat Derek out of her mouth and onto her hand. "Oh ew, you're all slimy," the girl giggled. Derek tried standing up but quickly fell over with the coating of spit. "Now you see? You're just a toy, little guy."
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