Chapter 3 Sketching Trouble

Rocky sighed in frustration after meeting Mr. Crisostomo's daughter. He thought she would be kind because of her innocent-looking face, but she turned out to be arrogant.

Does he look like a bad person? Tsk! If it weren't for her father's generous salary, he wouldn't even consider being her bodyguard. Her daughter is already big enough to protect herself. Literally big. Even her legs are big. Pffft. She even wears glasses and has braces.

He just smirked from his corner while standing there.

He was in Penny's classroom now. She had recently started teaching young students. He walked toward the door and stood there.

There were so many attractive women at this school. All the teachers were beautiful, and the female students were no exception. His eyes had been wandering since earlier.

His smirk disappeared when he suddenly turned and saw her giving him a menacing look. She looked at him as if she wanted to devour him.

Wait, what did he do?

She took a step closer to him. "Can't you just move away from the door?" she snapped.

"You're so grumpy. Where should I stand then? Your Daddy told me not to let you out of my sight," he replied. Penny's father was the principal of this school. He was evidently very wealthy. That explained why troublemakers targeted him; he was well-rich.

"Find another spot to stand, just not in front of the door," she told him. He stared at her. She raised an eyebrow at him. This girl is really grumpy. This is his first day at work, so he needs to have patience.

"What?" she asked sharply.

"I'm leaving anyway!" he quickly said and walked away, so there was no more discussion between them.

He moved away from the door and found an empty seat beside some of her young students. He sat down.

"Ma'am, is he our classmate too?" asked the boy sitting next to him. Penny furrowed her brow and glared at him. She had a fiery temper, worse than pregnancy hormones.

"Get out of there!" she shooed him away.

"Why? You told me to leave the door!" he complained. It seems like he's always wrong in the eyes of this grumpy woman.

"Yes, but who told you to sit there?"

He just scratched his head.

"It's alright, teacher Penny. He can sit here. He might be tired; he's been standing by the door since earlier," the boy beside him said. He smiled. This kid was a godsend. The boy looked at him, so he gave him a thumbs-up. The boy smiled back at him.

Penny sighed and continued teaching the students, asking them to draw houses. He watched, even though he found his job as her bodyguard boring. Why did he agree to work for that old man anyway?

He looked at the boy next to him and nudged him slightly.

"Our teacher is boring, isn't she? She gave us an easy task. Drawing houses? Tsk! That's so simple. You know, to stand out and become popular, why don't you draw her instead?" he whispered to the boy.

"W-what? Why should I draw, teacher Penny?" the boy asked.

"Her assignment is so uninteresting. Are you good at drawing? If you're good, go ahead, draw her," he challenged the boy.

"Yes, I'm good at it. Okay, I'll draw, teacher Penny," the boy whispered back.

A few minutes later, he saw that the boy had finished his drawing.

"Here, I draw Ma'am Penny," the boy said, showing him the drawing on the paper.

"Is that Ma'am? That doesn't look like her at all! She's thin. Come on, let me do it," he said, taking the boy's paper and pencil.

He drew a chubby woman with a snout, resembling a pig, just like Penny. She had glasses and braces. The boy beside him burst into laughter as he showed him his drawing with the caption "PENNY THE PIGGY."

Penny overheard them, and her eyebrows furrowed in anger.

"Kurt, are you done?" she asked the boy.

"N-no, Ma'am," the boy replied, trying to hide the paper he had drawn earlier. He hoped Penny wouldn't notice.

"Then what's going on here? Why are you laughing? Why aren't you writing?" Penny questioned the boy, her voice stern.

Penny noticed the paper the boy was hiding behind his back, and her eyes widened in surprise. She couldn't help but take a peek.

She gasped and glared at him with anger in her eyes after seeing the drawing.

"Who did this?" Penny asked angrily.

The hesitant boy pointed at him.

"Huh? Me? Why me?" he pretended not to know.

"You told me to draw teacher Penny because you said that her assignment was boring," the boy said.

He winced. This kid just threw him under the bus.

Penny's nostrils flared as she looked at him, her gaze full of anger.

"Shame on you! You're even teaching kids your bad behavior! Get out of here now!" Penny shouted at him.

"Wait, you're so mean-ouch!"

"Leave!"

Penny didn't let him go until he was out of her classroom. She slammed the door shut after he left. He just shook his head while standing outside her classroom.

He glanced through the window and saw the boy grinning at him.

This kid was a real troublemaker!

There was nothing he could do except wait outside Penny's classroom, standing there until noon. People passing by were giving him curious looks, but he knew they were just admiring him.

Being handsome had its perks.

He smirked while standing there.

He even puffed out his chest when a girl in a slightly short skirt walked by. He couldn't help but steal a glance at her smooth thighs.

Wow!

Penny might be the only chubby girl he has seen at this school. A grumpy whale, that's what she was! But for the sake of fifty thousand a month, he would tolerate her rudeness. After all, she wasn't his boss; it was her father.

That's right. He nodded to himself while waiting for Penny to come out of her classroom.