One Direction Teacher Imagines

Zayn Part 4

I rushed to my seat as Mr. Malik was taking attendance. I was tossing and turning all night. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't think of a way to end my story. It was a romance based on Shakespeare. I was supposed to tell who the lead character, Acacia, ended up with: Rodric or Rubin. I could've sworn I had known who when I began the story.

That wasn't the only thing bugging me, though.  Zac hadn't been hanging out with Tabitha as much. Did they break up? Was Zac, like, available? Maybe Mr. Malik was right. Zac was a distraction. But, I've always had a crush on Zac. It hadn't affected me before.

So, anyway, that's why I was late for class. I plopped my bag onto the ground and sat down in my usual seat. I looked over at Zac, who sat next to me. He noticed and smirked.

"Hey, (Y/N)," he greeted. "How you doin'?" I felt myself blush as I thought of a non-stupid answer. Before I could respond, though, I was interrupted.

"(Y/N), you don't sit there." We turned to Mr. Malik, who was staring right at me.

"Um, yeah... I do."

"Yeah, Mr. Malik, that's been her seat all year," (Y/F/N) piped in.

"Well, not anymore. (Y/N), your new seat will be over there. On the other side of the room. Switch with Tabitha." Tabitha rolled her eyes and stood up with her bag. Mr. Malik was still looking at me expectantly.

"Why?" I asked him.

"Why what?" he snapped. Everyone looked at him in shock. Mr. Malik was a laid back guy. That's why everyone liked him.

"Why do I have to move?"

"This area of the room is a distraction. Please move." I took a deep breath and smiled. I picked up my bag and stood up. Tabitha pushed through the desks, tapping Zac on the shoulder before sitting down. I sighed, throwing my bag over my shoulder, and went around to reach my new desk. Mr. Malik stopped me.

"What?" I whispered.

"You might wanna button your shirt a little more." My eyes widened as I quickly covered myself up with my red cardigan. I headed over to my new seat and sat down in a huff. "Now," Mr. Malik began. He went over to the blackboard and began writing something.

Climax & Conflict

"Climax and Conflict are two very important parts or a story. Without them, the story loses interest. Now, who remembers a famous passage where the conflict of the story is flipped around dramatically at the climax, which changes how you think the story you end?" I raised my hand.

"Harry Potter," Zac said. Everyone laughed.

"Sure, Zac. What about Harry Potter changed how you thought it would end?"

"I thought the hot brainy chick, Hermione, would end up with the protagonist, Harry Potter. But, she ended up with the ginger Weasly kid in the end."

"Yes, I guess that's a brilliant example. Anyone else?" I raised my hand higher. Tabitha raised her hand. "Yes, Tabitha."

"Pretty Little Liars," she said. A bunch if girls agreed. "It, like, happens a lot in that show." Mr. Malik sighed.

"I thought you meant the books. Well, alright." I shook my hand a bit. "Moving on, then." I dropped my hand and slumped in my seat.

I waited for everyone else to leave before confronting Mr. Malik. Tabitha left with her friends. Zac hung around with his. (Y/F/N) came over to me.

"C'mon, you don't want to be late for second period," she said.

"I have to ask Mr. Malik a question."

"If it's about the homework, I can help--"

"No, it's an extra credit thing," I covered. She shrugged and headed off to her next class. Zac's friends soon followed behind her.

"See yah later, (Y/N)," Zac called before leaving himself.

"See yah, Zac!" I called back. Now it was just Mr. Malik and me. I walked over to his desk.

"If this is about your seating arrangement, I won't change it," he stated immediately.

"Why did I have to move in the first place?"

"I know you have a crush on Zac, and I don't want him to distract you."

"Zac's not a distraction!"

"Yes, he is. Now, please see me after school for your tutoring session." I grunted and headed for the door.