Harmful Smile 32 A Young Professor Exceeded

The next morning, Ayleen was late for her first day at the academy. The evening had been eternal and her uncle having taken being gone, she had to take her place and wait until the end to greet the departure of each guest. It was tedious, long and never again would she want to do this physical and mental torture again. When one of her new maids woke her up this morning, she did not want to get up and chased her away. But this servant was doing her job well and came back every twenty minutes and finally at eight in the morning, Ayleen being annoyed by her stubbornness arose. When she saw the time on the magic watch, she panicked. The group meeting for new students took place at eight o'clock precisely. She ate quickly and could not leave without being clean and beautiful put an hour and forty five to prepare more or less properly. Remembering the authorized places she memorized for teleporting, she could only choose the area in front of the academy entrance. A lady of her status did not run like crazy, she just walked gracefully, standing straight to reveal his charms, What revealed its beautiful silhouette and turned the heads of students second to fourth years. To allow them to appreciate it better, she slows down the pace a little and smiles at everyone, making them either blush or whistle. What a good academy and what boys know how to appreciate beautiful things, she laughs at these weak men. Finally she arrived at the amphitheater after searching for a long time and according to the sweeper who worked in this beautiful place, everyone had left this place since thirty minutes. Not knowing where her cla.s.s was, she began by learning from the teachers she met. Then finally managed to find the much sought after place around eleven thirty. Satisfied with herself and too used to entering without knocking, she entered and saw a very young teacher. Was he the Professor? Certainly not, he had to be a trainee, but he was really very handsome. Yes she liked a lot. She needed to be clear.

Ayleen approached this handsome young man. "Forgive me young man, it will seem like my cla.s.sroom but I'm a few minutes late, do you know where I can find the Professor?"

The teacher looked at this young girl really too comfortable in her situation. "Miss Ayleen Prishen I guess.I will not use your t.i.tle of Princess inside this establishment, it is one of the few privileges that are granted to PRO.FE.SSOR. I am Professor Sanders your Princ.i.p.al Professor as well as Magie Miss. Actually you have a few minutes late, finally a morning to be more precise because it will be in twenty minutes the meal break. But since it's the first day, let's forget that. Could you make a brief presentation of yourself to your cla.s.smate as well as myself? "

Ayleen smiled at him. "I did not think this academy would employ immature people as teachers, as much for me. In addition you are really charming, I like you a lot. Well, I will make a short presentation. My name is Ayleen Prishen, daughter of Duke Prishen and second Princess of this kingdom. I love beautiful things like our young Professor, but I hate commoners it's a group of nauseating people who do not work.You will learn to know me soon enough anyway. Oh Aristyde here you are. Professor Sanders n.o.body is next to Aristyde can I sit next to him? "

This little girl will be difficult to manage, says Sanders. "Do as you please, and let's go back at the lesson, we have little time left."

Ayleen looked at the a.s.signed place. "h.e.l.lo Aristyde how are you since the last me and could you introduce me a little members of this cla.s.s."

Aristyde began to blush. "h.e.l.lo, Princess, very well since you've been here because all our comrades have avoided me. I think I'm not welcome in this cla.s.s. As for the presentation, I think you remember Sven, he had a speech that drove out half of the people who came for the exam. The two there are twin as you can see, they answer in the name of Jean and Jane. Their parents run a bakery in Saxony and during the selection I saw that they were very talented. To be honest I fell asleep during the presentation so I only heard these three presentations. "

Ayleen knew it was a good choice to sit near him, at least she would not be bored. "Hahaha, no big deal anyway, I will not remember any of their faces because they do not interest me. and...."

Sanders was already angry, she had just arrived and was disturbing her cla.s.s. "Mr. Bakasaru and Miss Prishen, tell us if our presence bothers you. We will try to continue the cla.s.s by speaking in a low voice. "

Ayleen denies. "Do not worry Professor, you do not bother us. Please continue, we will speak ourselves in our corner. "

She does not care about me, does she? "Miss Prishen, go out and I will report to the Director."

Ayleen got up and stopped at the door. "Professor, a report will not help. Let's meet outside and talk about how to improve our relations.h.i.+ps fufufu. "

Sven stood up and questioned the Professor. "Professor, will you tolerate his behavior for a long time? All of us have been working very hard from a very young age to integrate this academy and she does not respect that. In fact, she does not even respect you. You have to do something for us at least for your students who want to progress. "

The Professor himself was a little embarra.s.sed. " Do not worry. His behavior will not last. If it persists the academy will put it out. Although this late morning was a little hectic, this afternoon we move to practice cla.s.s on training ground number four. They stay three minutes but you can go out. I wish you all a very good appet.i.te. "

The young Professor was immediately heading for Director Beafface's office, which was far enough from his cla.s.sroom. This girl had an angel face unfortunately she was far from being one. Of course he knew that his students had worked hard and that if he was unable to face a twelve-year-old girl for fifteen minutes in her first lesson, he would lose face but that was his first job. He was called a genius of magic but he was only eighteenand go to the director to complain about a student was really ashamed him but what else could he do when he found no solutions. It took him twenty minutes to reach the director's office. For the return, the time to go to the training grounds, he should eat very quickly see skipping his meal.

He knocked on the door and the Director allowed him to enter. "h.e.l.lo Mr. Director, I come to consult you about a student who asked me some problems this morning and

I wanted to know if you could give me some ideas to deal with it."

Beafface knew that would happen, but if this young professor was not able to handle even one morning, it would lead to depression. "Miss Prishen, I suppose."

The professor nodded. "That's right. She allowed herself to arrive at half eleven, and I think she made fun of me by calling me immature. In addition, once she sat down she did not listen to my lesson for a second but began to talk with her neighbor. When I asked her if I was speaking too loud and I was bothering her, she told me not to worry and to continue as before and that she would pursue herself the same way. I think she even made me charm. "

The Headmaster shook his head. "Tell me what do you want me to do?"

The professor was hoping for some help. "Do you have any solutions that could work in such cases with this kind of lady?"

The director smiled at him. "Professor Sanders, although you are young, you have received the t.i.tle Professor, we agree? If a young lady has already gained the upper hand over you after fifteen minutes of cla.s.s, I'm afraid of having too much hope in you. You must find a way to coax it and it will not be easy because this little princess is known to be very hard. I expect you good results so do not disappoint me. You can go out, I still have a lot of work to do. "

What can I do to make her respect me despite my age? The director does not seem to want to help me either and asking other teachers will make me an incompetent one in their eyes. Oh, I did not think this job would be so difficult. I imagined pa.s.sionate students, devoting a cult to their young Professor who succeeded so young to climb the social ladder and enter this academy. What disillusionment, what naive and what an idiot I am. Good Miss Prishen, I'll show you that this Professor has not said his last word and you will end up submitting. Went I go to eat and direction the training of the students.