Chapter 1

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Aguilar POV

It was the first class of another dreadful day working at this school. It was a very annoying class, even more annoying for me than the students. I have some of the troublemakers in here. I let them work alone, giving me time to do some attendance and grading from the other assignments. During that though i start daydreaming about my crush. Mr Ledesma <3. He's a little older but he's still so dreamy. I honestly don't know how he does it. I know I have a wife and even some of my students know but I just can't help myself. I get interrupted from my thoughts when one of my students reminds me of the time. It was 2 minutes before the bell rang, I quickly stood up and told the class to start packing up and change the names for the next class. Once they finally left I took a deep breath. 'That was tiring, unfortunately i still have 6th graders.' A minute later my next class starts rushing in. Once they all sit down i start explaining what were doing today...

Time skip to 4th period

It was finally 4th period or in other words A lunch. That also meant i didn't have a class right now, and that made me relise something... Mr.Ledesma aslo happens to be in lunch right now. I took out my lunch and let my mind drift while i ate.. I wish he was thinking about me too.

Ledesma POV

It was finally my lunch, right now some of my students are either in lunch or in class. Its hard being one of the most loved teachers in the school, im even loved with the teachers. But there is one teacher that catches my eye, Mr. Aguilar. I haven't gotten the chance to talk to him much, he usually walks away or seems to have something to do or even a class to teach. But i decided that this week ill finally talk to him. After a bit of talking with others i now know for a fact that he's also in lunch right now. I take my bag that holds my lunch and start writing a note that i wouldn't be in my room during lunch, just incase anyone would need to talk to me right now. After im done writing i tape it to my door and make my way down the stairs. Once im down i make my way to his class room 'its number 108, 108, 108' I start repeating in my head as i walk. I finally make it to room 108. 'this is it, im finally gonna do it.' I reach out my hand to knock on the door.

Knock, knock, knock.

To be continued

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