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*Kiefer's POV –
Today was chaos. But what's new? It's Section E.
I walked into class at 7:15 AM and Jay was already taping a crooked "HBD SIR ALVIN" banner. Glitter was everywhere soo cutee . My chair was taken by Blaster, who was drumming on it with rulers.
"Why?" I asked.
Yuri sighed. "It's Sir Alvin's birthday, Kief. You really don't read the GC."
Right. Sir Alvin's birthday meant Section E was going to be extra. And extra meant trouble.
By 7:20 AM, the room was wild. David and Edrix were blowing up balloons until one popped in Edrix's face. Rory and Kit were fighting about cake flavors. Mayo was by the door on lookout. "Two minutes! Sir's getting coffee. He looks tired already."
Eren and Denzel were wrestling over who gets to kill the lights. Jay-Jay was on a desk, trying to tape a streamer to the ceiling fan. "David boost me!"
"No. If you fall, I'm not explaining it to the clinic." said dabid
7:30 AM. Mayo hisses, "Showtime!"
The door opens. Sir Alvin walks in, coffee in one hand, lesson plan in the other. He stops. One eyebrow goes up.
Denzel kills the lights.
"Surprise!" we all yell ci-n party popper butt misfires into drews hair. Blaster just says, "Worth it."
Lights on. There's a lopsided cake on his desk. The icing says "Sir Alvni" because that barty kid cant can't spell. We sing. Off-key. Jay and David's in a different key entirely. My queen is always unique
I didn't sing. I just watched him. Ofc pride first call press.
Sir Alvin stands there, computing if this is a prank. Then he sighs, and the corner of his mouth twitches. That's his version of a smile.
"Section E," he says. "I should've known."
"Sir, make a wish!" felix pushes the cake forward. He closes his eyes, blows the candle. Calix and Josh yell "HOPE THERE'S NO QUIZ!" Sir Alvin glares. They zip thir mouth as expected
"Open our gift, Sir!" drew and Edrix drop a box wrapped in newspaper and duct tape. Inside: a mug that says "World's Most Patient Teacher," a brain stress ball, and a chaotic Intrams group photo.
Sir Alvin picks up the mug. "Patient, huh. I wonder why I need that."
Everyone looks at me. Traitors. Mayo's already filming.
"Why is everyone looking at Kiefer?" he asks, deadpan.
"Nothing, Sir!" I say fast. "Happy birthday. Hope your patience lasts. Especially for me."
Can't let him know that I forgot Jay might fry me
He laughs That gets a real laugh out of him. Quick, but it's there.
He tries to start class but Denzel cuts in, "Sir, cake first! Tradition!" Jay-Jay hands him the biggest slice. "For the stress, Sir."
And takes one herself ofc
Sir Alvin inspects it, takes a bite. "Too sweet. Like your excuses, Jay-Jay." The class loses it.
By the end of first period, the room's a glitter bomb. The banner's still up. The mug's beside his coffee. And there's icing on his lesson plan.
I won't say it out loud. But Section E without Sir Alvin would be a circus with no ringmaster. We're loud, messy, and probably the reason for 90% of his gray hair.
But today, seeing him hide a smile while Denzel and Eren fought over the last slice? Worth it.
Happy birthday, Sir. Sorry in advance for next year.
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