“He sees everything but he doesn’t know what any of us are.” Braun smirked as he looked over at me. “Congratulate my mate. We found each other over the weekend.”
That was a bit of an understatement.
“The only students who don’t walk around the ghosts are doing it just to rile them up, so it wasn’t hard to see that was how we were supposed to behave here.” Oh. “And I really think they should have to be more useful. Hall monitors? Tutors? Something more helpful than just wandering around distracting students during tests.”
“He’s human?” Principal Reed finally snapped out of his shock and squeaked out the question before he turned to Mrs. Pierce. “Did anyone have that in the pool?”
Good grief.
Emeric finally lost his battle to control his snickers, so I obviously didn’t need to explain about betting pools versus actual pools.
“No.” She blinked and frowned down at her computer. “Damn it. I wanted to put that but I got talked out of it.”
That was what brought her back to life?
They needed lessons in proper work behavior.
Chapter 22
Braun
“Are you famous?” The question was so unexpected I probably looked stunned as Dorian climbed in the front seat of the car. “I had a half-dozen students show up today with the craziest excuses and some of them brought their parents.”
“Really?” Famous was not the word I would’ve used. “What kind of excuses?”
His life really was stranger than mine and I turned into a wolf on a regular basis.
Dorian’s sigh as I pulled away from the front of the high school said I was going to enjoy the drive home. “The most boring and impressive in an odd way was one of the kids in my third period class who needed to come look and see if he could find their favorite pencil that they lost.”
Interesting.
“What did he do when he couldn’t find it?” Was it just anoh wellkind of conversation?
“He found it.” Dorian’s impressed tone had me doing my best to hold back a laugh as I pulled up to one of the only stoplights in the area. “I think he’s a mage of some sort because he whispered something as he was chattering away and looking under all the furniture in the room and bam. He found a pencil.”
Impressive.
“The best part was not having to pretend not to notice any longer.” Dorian’s grin made me chuckle as the light changed to green. “I got to give him a firm teacher look and ask if he needed more homework.”
So he’d still been really cute and sweet?
“What did he want to know?” There had to be something specific the kid had been curious about.
“If I was really the new Alpha Mate and if I was human and if I actually liked the meatloaf they serve on Thursdays.” I must’ve looked stumped based on the grin he flashed me. “Evidently the kids figured out the teachers had a bet going on but they were curious about other things. Like my lunch habits and which one of them I’d managed to flag as not human.”
Made sense.
But it also made me wonder if some of them had been trying to stand out on purpose. Because if they had, we needed to have some talks with the local parents.
Contrary to how it must seem to Dorian, some of those kids were humans who shouldn’t know what was going on.
“Were they trying to be sneaky or obvious?” It didn’t seem like they’d been doing a good job of being discreet but with kids it could’ve been either one.
“I have no idea.” Frowning, Dorian sighed as he seemed to be studying the houses we drove past. “His conversation was hard to follow because he kept mumbling words that weren’t English, and now I think I need to have my classroom swept for magical bugs.”
Being a teacher was hard.
“The head janitor is a mage. He only cleans because it makes him happy.” We were all pretty sure he had some kind of OCD but it seemed rude to ask and he was managing it in productive ways. “Ask him to start doing sweeps of your room while he actually sweeps. He’s really good.”
