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for Teacher”? But now that I know that there’s a controversy brewing…” Her blue eyes flashed wickedly, and she bit her ruddy bottom lip. “This could be kinda fun.”
Reed Campbell had forever been known as “the hot teacher,” due to the fact that he was barely out of college and his looks hadn’t changed much since he was voted Most Popular, Best Looking, and Most Likely to Succeed back when he was a student at Hawthorne Academy. All the girls harbored secret crushes on him, even Maddie. But Cordelia was the only girl who seemed capable of attracting his attention. Maddie wasn’t sure if it was her maturity, her picture-perfect looks, or her passion for literature that made Cordelia the quintessential “teacher’s pet.”
“Did any of you know that we have King Lear’s favorite daughter right here in this classroom? And since she’s here, I think she should tell us a little bit about herself,” Mr. Campbell said one afternoon. He sat on his desk and looked at Cordelia. Maddie could have sworn that she saw a blush creep onto Cordelia’s face, something that seemed totally out of character.
Kate whined, “What are you talking about, Reed?”
The smile dropped from Mr. Campbell’s face, and he walked over to Kate’s desk. He leaned over her and said quietly, but not so quiet that Maddie couldn’t hear, “I know that you and my brother are together, but while we are in school, please treat me with a little respect. I am your teacher during the school year, got it?”
“God, I’ve got it Ree—er, Mr. Campbell, you don’t have to smother me.” Kate laughed her throaty laugh. “You’re going to make people start talking.”
He turned when he got back to his desk at the front of the classroom. “I’m going to have the headmaster talking…to you if you don’t cut the crap, Kate.”
Hannah and Darcy giggled. Kate turned and gave them the death glare.
“Now, as I was saying…King Lear’s favorite daughter, for those of you who are not familiar with the words of good, old Will Shakespeare, was the beautiful Cordelia.”
He raised his hand to Cordelia and directed her to the front of the classroom.
She smiled, blushing still, and said, “‘O thou good Kent! how shall I live and work To match thy goodness? My life will be too short, And every measure fail me…These weeds are memories of those worser hours: I prithee, put them off.’”
Mr. Campbell laughed while the rest of the class looked at each other, dumbfounded. “I see that they do a good job of teaching Shakespeare in the California school system.” He turned and explained to the class. “She was just quoting something that Cordelia said in King Lear .” And then he shook his head, looking down at his syllabus, almost at a loss for words. “Very impressive, Ms. LeClaire. Very impressive. How about you tell us about yourself?”
Cordelia flushed at the compliment and then took her place at the front of the class.
“Well, there’s not much to say. My mom is from Hawthorne. I was born in California. My dad passed away about six months ago, and now I’m living with my cousin, my aunt, and my grandmother. That’s pretty much it.” She laughed and held her hands up awkwardly. “Am I done?”
Maddie smiled. Even her cousin’s awkward little speech came off as charming and utterly cool. All the guys in the room—including Mr. Campbell—stared at her as she fiddled with the pale pink bra strap that peeked out from her peasant blouse. Kate seethed when she noticed Trevor staring intensely at Cordelia. Maddie observed it all from her seat in the back of the class, knowing that nothing good could come of any of this.
A couple of weeks into the semester, Kate and the girls had made it quite clear that they were not going to give up on making Cordelia’s life miserable. Maddie couldn’t understand why her cousin had become the brunt of all of Kate’s anger, but she assumed it had something to do with the
Reed Campbell had forever been known as “the hot teacher,” due to the fact that he was barely out of college and his looks hadn’t changed much since he was voted Most Popular, Best Looking, and Most Likely to Succeed back when he was a student at Hawthorne Academy. All the girls harbored secret crushes on him, even Maddie. But Cordelia was the only girl who seemed capable of attracting his attention. Maddie wasn’t sure if it was her maturity, her picture-perfect looks, or her passion for literature that made Cordelia the quintessential “teacher’s pet.”
“Did any of you know that we have King Lear’s favorite daughter right here in this classroom? And since she’s here, I think she should tell us a little bit about herself,” Mr. Campbell said one afternoon. He sat on his desk and looked at Cordelia. Maddie could have sworn that she saw a blush creep onto Cordelia’s face, something that seemed totally out of character.
Kate whined, “What are you talking about, Reed?”
The smile dropped from Mr. Campbell’s face, and he walked over to Kate’s desk. He leaned over her and said quietly, but not so quiet that Maddie couldn’t hear, “I know that you and my brother are together, but while we are in school, please treat me with a little respect. I am your teacher during the school year, got it?”
“God, I’ve got it Ree—er, Mr. Campbell, you don’t have to smother me.” Kate laughed her throaty laugh. “You’re going to make people start talking.”
He turned when he got back to his desk at the front of the classroom. “I’m going to have the headmaster talking…to you if you don’t cut the crap, Kate.”
Hannah and Darcy giggled. Kate turned and gave them the death glare.
“Now, as I was saying…King Lear’s favorite daughter, for those of you who are not familiar with the words of good, old Will Shakespeare, was the beautiful Cordelia.”
He raised his hand to Cordelia and directed her to the front of the classroom.
She smiled, blushing still, and said, “‘O thou good Kent! how shall I live and work To match thy goodness? My life will be too short, And every measure fail me…These weeds are memories of those worser hours: I prithee, put them off.’”
Mr. Campbell laughed while the rest of the class looked at each other, dumbfounded. “I see that they do a good job of teaching Shakespeare in the California school system.” He turned and explained to the class. “She was just quoting something that Cordelia said in King Lear .” And then he shook his head, looking down at his syllabus, almost at a loss for words. “Very impressive, Ms. LeClaire. Very impressive. How about you tell us about yourself?”
Cordelia flushed at the compliment and then took her place at the front of the class.
“Well, there’s not much to say. My mom is from Hawthorne. I was born in California. My dad passed away about six months ago, and now I’m living with my cousin, my aunt, and my grandmother. That’s pretty much it.” She laughed and held her hands up awkwardly. “Am I done?”
Maddie smiled. Even her cousin’s awkward little speech came off as charming and utterly cool. All the guys in the room—including Mr. Campbell—stared at her as she fiddled with the pale pink bra strap that peeked out from her peasant blouse. Kate seethed when she noticed Trevor staring intensely at Cordelia. Maddie observed it all from her seat in the back of the class, knowing that nothing good could come of any of this.
A couple of weeks into the semester, Kate and the girls had made it quite clear that they were not going to give up on making Cordelia’s life miserable. Maddie couldn’t understand why her cousin had become the brunt of all of Kate’s anger, but she assumed it had something to do with the
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