Zane's the Other Side of the Pillow

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Author: Zane
I was here, but I turned it around by threatening to put foot to ass with any of my teachers whom I felt had funky attitudes. I did not literally kick them, but I made it clear that heads would roll if they did not start assessing the students who were struggling and offer them additional assistance. I did not care when they did it—before school, during recess, or after school—but if they truly cared, it should not have been a big deal. Teachers customarily have a shorter workday than most and get summers off so it was what it was.
    I was about to eat my vanilla crumb muffin and drink the coffee that I had purchased at a local organic market on my way to work when my cell phone rang. It was Tevin. This was going to be a test to gauge how he received being neglected via text messages. Honestly, he was about to get a piece of my mind.
    I smirked and answered the phone. “Good morning.”
    â€œGood morning, Jemistry. It’s Tevin.”
    I acted as if his number wasn’t already saved in my phone, rather less already embedded in my memory. “Oh, hey. I didn’t recognize the number. How are you?”
    â€œI’m fine. I take it that you arrived home safely last night. I sent you a text.”
    â€œWow, did you? I didn’t see it. I’m not too hype on texting. It seems kind of detached and impersonal to me.”
    He got quiet for a few seconds. “I see. Well, I wasn’t sure if I should call you that late. I didn’t want to risk waking you up.”
    â€œThen your plan worked because I was sleeping like a baby.” I took a sip of my coffee. “But in theory, the chime from the text message could have woken me up as well.” My tone reeked of sarcasm. “I’m just saying.”
    â€œTrue. Anyway, I’ll keep in mind that you are not a fan of text messages.”
    â€œLet me ask you a question, Tevin. Before there was text messaging, how did you communicate with people who were not right in front of you? How did you let them know you were thinking about them? That they were special to you?”
    â€œWell, I would call them like I’m doing right now.”
    I played with my muffin, which looked and smelled delicious, but I didn’t dare put even a morsel in my mouth. I didn’t feel like we were at the point where I wanted to be eating on the phone while we spoke. That was kind of a trifling habit, but with my schedule, it was not unusual for me to engage in it.
    â€œThat’s how I would communicate,” he continued. “As for letting a person know that I am thinking about them, I would probably send them flowers with a card letting them know my sentiments.”
    â€œI like flowers, so maybe I’ll receive some one day.”
    â€œMaybe you will.”
    Both of us got quiet, as though we were searching the caverns of our minds to come up with a topic. We had spoken for hours the night before, so it was quite awkward.
    â€œI’d better go check and make sure the hallways are empty, except for security guards. Some of my students will do the most when they think they can get away with it.”
    â€œYou have a lot of students play hooky?”
    I giggled. “Yeah, there are some usual suspects. Most will straighten up once I alert their parents and they get in trouble. The ones with parents who don’t care are a different issue.”
    Lilibeth was knocking on my door.
    â€œCome in!” I winced when I realized that I had screamed in Tevin’s ear. “Sorry for yelling.”
    â€œIt’s cool. I’ll let you go so you can go hold down the fort. I have some patient files to look over. My first surgery isn’t until around noon.”
    â€œSounds good.” I gasped when Lilibeth entered with a bouquet comprised of a few dozen roses and several clusters of baby’s breath. “Oh my goodness!”
    â€œWhat happened? Is everything okay?” Tevin asked from the other end of the
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