History Class w/ Chris Evans

Chapter Three

Chapter Three:

After ice cream and homework with your friends, your riding lesson, and the drive back, you were home. Which was relaxing while also something you were dreading. When your mom asked you how school had gone you knew your mind would go right to Mr. Evans' class. So, by the time it was dinner, your mind was a busy freeway of thoughts. Your older sisters, yet to leave for college would be there, and if they found this out, you would be the target of many insults if they didn't find him attractive, but if they did, there would be never ending questions about him. If they found out he was single, well you didn't want to think about that. You sat down at the table for dinner.

"Pork Loin with white cheddar pasta and roasted green beans, the fine meal of a first-day junior might I say?" Your dad said as he looked at his plate

"The dinner of champions" Iris added with an eye roll before sitting next to Jana who also added an eye roll.

"You won't be saying that when you ladies try dorm food" You mom said dryly.

The twins realized they were right and began eating.

"So, y/n, how was school? Do you like your teachers?" Your dad asked

Iris's eyes went wide at his statement, "Wait, are you taking U.S History?"

Shit

"I like all my teachers... so far. School was good, I have a few friends in every class, which I'm happy about. As for the workload, so far it looks like junior year, but not too bad compared to some people i talked too"

Jana looked up and gave you the look to continue, as if you forgot something, which in all fairness, you did. You really didn't want to answer them.

"Are. you. taking. U.S. History?" Jana asked this time.

"Yes? I don't see why you both are so curious"

"Yeah, why are you girls curious?" Your mom added on

"Well, our junior year was the year that a certain U.S History teacher started teaching, neither of us had him, but we heard some rumors." Iris said.

"Just tell them the rumor, Iris" Jana said

"Although we didn't see him, basically nobody does unless you have him for U.S, the rumor was that he was hot as f" Iris spilled

"Ohhh, I see" Your mom said, now all eyes were on you to confirm.

"Yes, I'm taking U.S History" you paused "Yes, he's my teacher" you sighed.

"You say that like it's a bad thing" Iris chuckled

"Dad, you've been awfully silent during this, you good?" Jana inquired

"Just, enjoying the food, not so much the conversation"

"How old is this guy?"

"40, basically"

"Forty?! And people find him hot? I mean I trust my friends though. Do you find him hot?" Jana

Shit shit shittt

"Ummm, kinda"

"You lucky bitch" Iris mumbled

A/n -  So apparently I'm not a good writer according to my teachers - I don't even wanna talk about what I got on my last two essays

Note for Jana: Bruh I hope you enjoy your character