Chapter 145 "Mr. Brooks?"

Avery P.O.V. "Miss. Williams, I asked you a question?" Mr. Brooks demands. I should tell him I am not feeling very good and tell him I need to leave. But I don't think he will fall for it-he's different from the other teachers. He is stricter and duller for a teacher. But something about him. It's not right. It's weird he just showed up here a week ago when our gym teacher got up and quit. So, I am standing out in the hallway, trying to calm my nerves. I have the feeling that people are not good. They can be sketches. Plus, I'm not too fond of the way he's staring at me right now. His stare could kill anybody just looking into his crystal blue eyes. He is not an older man, but he is in his early twenties with black hair and tall. He's not a great big guy, but you can tell he can hold his chin up. So, he could work out a lot. You never know these days. I am staring up and down Mr. Brooks, and I look up, and my eyes are wide when I see a smirk on his