Addition the the jasper teacher au. I agreed to kiss you if all my entire home room got 100 on their finals. Guess who's class has been meeting after school at the library for the past two weeks.
Three years of teaching, of trying to get students engaged in learning. He’s made deals, offered rewards, promised donuts and pizza but that’s all been a drop in the bucket compared to this. When Sarah had come to him with the offer his first reaction had been to say no, to tell her that it was out of line for her to even ask him. The reason he got into teaching though was to help kids, to get them involved in the world and learn from the past so they could have better futures. So he humors her, and the rest of the class, by taking the deal on one condition. Instead of the average grade for Sarah’s class being an A, the average for all six of his classes has to be an A.
At the time it had seemed like a good idea, his students would do better on their midterms, grading would be a heck of a lot easier, and even if every student managed an A he’d have an excuse to finally ask her out. Now, looking out over thirty-four students with their heads hunched over their exams, he’s not sure it was such a good idea. Three classes worth of tests have been graded and he’s used surprisingly little ink. Not only is the average an A, it’s a high A and from what he can tell by glancing at the fourth set of tests it’s going to stay that way.
Jason takes a look at the clock, less than ten minutes left before the class ends and the final batch of tests are turned in. The shuffling of papers and scrape of a chair sliding back sounds over the constant drone of pencils scratching against paper. Jason watches Sarah walk proudly to his desk, test held with ease and chin up.
“Here you go Mr. Grace,” she half whispers as she hands him her test.
“Thank you Sarah.” Jason takes the test, scanning the first few questions.
Every key phrase or buzzword he could possibly look for is crammed into the block of neat handwriting under each question.
“So how are the tests looking?” Sarah asks, voice filled with not so innocent curiosity.
“Like…” Jason lets out a deep breath. “Like I’m going to need to buy some new date clothes,” he admits.
“I think she likes it when you wear grey,” Sarah says quickly. “And promise you’ll take her somewhere nice.”
Jason has no idea what to say to his sixteen year old student that’s giving him dating advice.
“Well you guys definitely deserve it,” he says shuffling through his stack of papers. “How did you guys manage to pull this off?”
“We’ve been having study sessions in the library, people’s houses, some of the other teachers have even been helping us,” Sarah says easily.
“Other- other teachers? Who all knows about this?”
“Don’t worry Mr. Grace, I heard that Principal Chase gave it the okay,” Sarah says cheerily.
Another student shuffles up to hand in their test and Sarah gives him a big smile, then dashes out the door.