What happens when you have a teacher for a sister
She was having quite an uneventful day. Her class had been without a teacher for almost half an hour now. Stella, her class representative, had wanted to check if there was a substitute teacher but was currently being prevented from doing so by the rest of her class. To be fair, they were making quite good excuses. But, honestly, most of them just wanted to have a whole class period doing nothing and without being under the watchful eyes of a teacher.
Their wishes seemed unanswered when Sprite saw a shadow of a figure outside their glass classroom door.
“The teacher’s here.” She yelled, just to get the attention off of poor Stella who was being practically bullied. The class dispersed, and students went back to their own seats.
Sprite wanted to slam her head onto the table as she saw who walked in.
“Hello, I’ll be your substitute teacher for today. So sorry I’m late.” Freaking Sersi smiled and put down her bag and coat behind the teacher’s table.
Sersi spotted Sprite right away. But other than a subtle nod and smile, she made no move to acknowledge her. Sprite was sort of relieved for that. The rest of the class passed on easily enough, with lots of her classmates actually preferring Sersi to their usual teacher. Sprite snorted. Of course, Sersi was way better. She had actually been in the past. Most of the things they heard of, she had lived through.
The class ended faster than expected even though they were set back thirty minutes. Sersi usually wouldn’t do that in her usual classes, so Sprite was suspicious as to why she would end a class early now.
She got her answer when Sersi called out her name.
“Sprite! Why don't you tell us a story now that we have some extra time? "I have a feeling you're a fantastic storyteller."
She was about to straight-up refuse and tell her to let them go home early, instead, her classmates started pushing her on.
“Yeah, you tell the best stories Sprite-“
“-come on tell us a story!”
“-Story! Story!”
She fully blamed Sersi as her classmates turned against her. Sersi had a look of fond amusement on her face. But there was also concern. Sprite knew if she truly refused, Sersi would back her up. Good thing she was in a particularly good mood today.
Her class cheered as she rose and walked to the front of the class.
She faced her- older sister -substitute teacher. “Is there a specific story I’m supposed to tell miss?” She added the honorific just to annoy Sersi since she and Dane just couldn’t get freaking married already.
Sersi took no mind of her sass and instead answered. “How about a story about Babylon?”
Sprite couldn’t help grinning as she caught on to which story she was referring to. Although it would be a fairly different story to tell without her illusions.
Great, she thought with delight. A challenge.