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❤️📚teachers pet (part 1)📚❤️

tw!!! okay so I got this idea from my friend, (docent have wp) I personally don't mind writing it but I know some people may get triggered by this chapter, so skip if you want! hate will be blocked. 

🍂🥁Charlie's pov: 🥁🍂

I'm walking through the school gates with my head down on my phone. I forgot to text my mum about how I'm staying late after school to practice for the fall music concert. I play the drums in my dumb school orchestra so i'm kinda forced to go. To be completely honest I don't like really performing in-front of people.

I make my way to my locker when I overhear two Higgs sixth form students talking about a new English teacher they found hot. I cringe at the thought of it. People actually have crushes on teachers? ew. 

I take of my coat shoving it in my locker along with multiple books, my headphones, school bag and drumsticks. All the things in my locker starts to slowly move towards me, and suddenly all my things are stumbling out, landing all over the corridor.                                                                                                                                     oh shit. 

I look around the corridor to see all my things scattered everywhere, and everybody there laughing at me. I groan crouching down picking up my things. I'm keeping my head down because I quite literally can't look at anyone right now i'm too embarressed. I go to grab one of my workbooks when I feel a hand touch mine. 

I look up to see a guy. A guy I've never seen before. He looks only a few years older than me. He has strawberry blonde hair parted at the side, brown eyes and it a whole foot taller than me.         

he's beautiful.                                                                                                  

I noticed that he wasn't a teacher since he wasn't wearing uniform. Instead he was wearing a light grey shirt that fir tightly around his huge biceps, a black pair of trousers and a black blazer jacket. My heart is pounding and I can feel my face start to flush. Of course I completely embarrass myself in-front of possibly one of the hottest guys I've ever seen.

He then looks up at me and smiles.                                                                                                                            "so, are we just going to stay crouched down on the floor holding hands then?"  he says looking into my eyes. "Oh, yeah- shit, no, I mean no! Shit sorry!" I stutter out. He looks at my and chuckles. "I'm kidding. Here," he says as he passes me my book. "Thanks." I say flustered.   Damn he's good with holding eye contact. 

We both stand up with all my belongings in out hands and helps me put all my things back in my locker. "How did this happen?" he asks, still holding eye contact.                                                            "oh, um I guess I just have too many things in my locker." I say reciprocating the eye contact. 

We both laugh a little at my obvious statement. "sorry, that was like so obvious. How come I've never seen you before?" I ask curiously.                                                                                                              "I'm Mr Nelson, a new English teacher in sixth form." he says proudly. Then it suddenly hit me. Was this the same English teacher those girls in my sixth form we're talking about? Omg I'm embarrassing. I just made fun of those girls for liking a teacher when I like the exact same one. I'm such a hypocrite.