It's hard to be the legacy of a legend. Especially when your heart is broken!
Stefan Harronate has it all. Beauty, youth, money, fame, a loyal best friend, countless women throwing themselves at him, and most importantly, a large, wonderful family t...
Jason watches the hallway empty as students head to their classrooms. He puts his notes in his bag and takes out his glasses. He's ready to go to class when he feels his cell phone vibrate in his pocket. He takes out the device and, smiling, reads the message.
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"I wish you a good start, professor. My thoughts are with you. Go get 'em, cowboy! I love you more than anything in the world ... Your Princess! "
He puts his phone back in his pocket and walks into the classroom with a little more confidence than before. He enters and immediately feels the eyes of all the students on him. For a moment he thinks about how and why he chose this job when he hates being in the spotlight, but right after that he pushes that thought aside. With determined steps, he approaches the desk, sets his bag down on it, greets the students and introduces himself in an imposing voice ...
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Jason: Good morning, class. I'm Mr. Smith, and from now on I'll be teaching biology to you. Before we begin, I'd like to ask you, since I'm lucky enough to have a photographic memory, to introduce yourselves to me one by one. Let's start with the ladies ...
Jason discreetly takes a deep breath, leans on the desk and looks at the students with a smile. They look at him enchanted and he thinks that maybe he does have more influence on people than he thought.
In all these years with Stefan, he sometimes felt a little invisible - not that he has a problem with that - but judging by the reaction of the students, he can shine just as much as his best friend. Apparently, Jace was right once again ...
Jason looks at the students, waiting, but no one is talking.
Jason: What's going on, ladies? Why are you so quiet?
A student from the last table ...
Student: I guess you cast a spell on them, professor, and took away their voices. We, the boys, thank you for that, by the way.
The boys laugh while the girls frown. Jason takes off his jacket, hangs it on the back of his chair, and then leans against the desk, arms crossed in front of his chest, and smiles.
