Chapter 2

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Tuesday and Wednesday were possibly the worst day's in my career. I've worked at quite a few schools but this was just terrible. Surprisingly it wasn't the students giving me grief, it was my colleagues. This Mr Hobbs, bloke is such a wimp. I told him that I was at a doctors appointment and could he cover my morning class yesturday for the first 20 minutes. Not long at all really, and when I came back, he was sitting at the desk with the kids doing nothing, he hadn't given them a task, so they were sat there waiting silently, talking to there friends, not knowing what to do. As soon as he saw me standing over him he shouted at the kids telling them to get on with the work I had set.

"Thank you Mr Hobbs. I can take it from here."

He leaves with a glum face and I take my seat at my desk. I start laughing and the kids join in, gosh he is a funny one. During the lunch break, I went into the teacher lounge and sat down, and Mr Hobbs came up to me and said "You're class is out of control, they wouldn't do the work you had set them" I just laughed, how did he not realise that I knew what he was really doing. Anyway today's Thursday and an inset day for the school, I just sit in the class room and start marking. At midday all the teachers get called into the main hall to meet the 'Inspiration day' volounteers. For English, it was writer Stephanie Meyer. For Drama, actor Anne Hathaway and so many other inspirational people, we had to stay with the celbrity all day and basically tell them about the plans for tomorrow. Then I got called, as I was taking EVERY music class tomorrow, I would be spending a lot of time with this person, so I was hoping it was someone interesting.

"Luciana Di Pasqua, you will be matched with Singer Bruno Mars."

" . . . "

Bruno's Perspective.

I arrive at Hicksworth Academy and it's huge, very modern and looks more like a concert hall. I go to the main hall and wait to be paired up with one of the music teachers. When I am paired I turn around to see this beautiful girl, tall, pale skin with dark brown eyes - almost black, rouged lips and a perfectly structured jawline. Her long, wavy black hair pulled over one shoulder, wearing a short black skirt and pale blue shirt with black heels, she was stunning. I'm kind of lost for words so I put out my hand for her to shake.

Luciana's Perspective.

I see him walk towards me and he shook my hand. Bruno Mars? Isn't he like a teen heart-throbe or something? Great.

"Hi Luci! I'm Bruno"

"Hello Mr Mars. I'm Luciana."

"Right... Okay."

"Yeah. So I'm with you for two whole days it seems?"

"Yeah, You'll like to me after a while"

"Uh-huh"

"Stop digging yourself a hole Bruno. So, what are we going to do then?"

"RIght, if you'll follow me, I'll show you the classroom"

I turn around and roll my eyes. This week is getting worse. I lead him to my classroom and show him the stage at the back.

"It's a big classroom"

"Yeah, I guess it is. Urmm, basically, tomorrow the students will all sit in here and I'll introduce you to them. You wrote Just The Way You Are right?"

"Yeah, along with loads of others, do you want me to sing for them?"

"Aha. Yes please, and then basically tell them how you started out. Let them know that whatever background, belief, etc that they have, they have the power to chase their dreams."

"Okay. I can do that!"

"Perfect. So, I think the whole purpose of today is so we can get to know each other a bit better."

I sit down on my desk and cross my legs, I watch him as he doesn't sit.

"Why don't we go out for a coffee? Make it a bit more relaxed and less... structured?"

I raise an eyebrow, that is the last thing I want to do right now.

"I guess a coffee wouldn't hurt."

"Great, I know this really good place"

"Um, okay"

I grab my work, computer and my bag, I follow him out of the door and lock the classroom. We get to the carpark and I walk to my car.

"Urm, would you like to come in my car?"

"I have to take all this home first, and change, but-"

"I can come and wait for you?"

"Uh, okay..."

He gets into his car and follows me back to my house, thankfully I like a tidy house, unlike Danny. It would be a pigsty if he was living here with me. It only takes 15 minutes or so to get back to mine.

"Just make yourself comfortable, I won't be long. I'm just going to have a shower."

"Okay, thanks."

I see Benji run into the house and up to him, wondering who this stranger was. I laugh as he's mobbed by the little pup and go and pick up Benji.

"Ugh, come here you. We don't eat our guests okay? Haha, sorry about him. This is Benji, my 6 month old beagle pup."

"Aww that's okay, I love dogs. He's a sweetie!"

I notice I had started undoing the top buttons on my shirt. And had the top of my bra on show.

"Urmm. Yeah, I'm gonna go have a shower."

"Okay"

I rush into the bathroom leaving Benji in the lounge with Bruno. I switch the radio on and start singing to it.

Bruno's Perspective.

I decide to walk around and have a look around the house as Luciana's in the shower. I walk towards the bathroom and hear her singing. Her voice is beautiful, I listen for a bit until I hear the dog barking at me playfully so I go into a different room, her house is really nice, a big kitchen with a big table and high chairs in the middle of it and even though there's only one bedroom, she has a big lounge and an ensuite. As well as the main bathroom. It looks really nice, I hear her turn the shower off so I go back to the lounge and wait for her. 

Luciana's Perspective.

Argh, not good, I finish in the shower but my clothes are in my room, I wrap my towel around my body, but I have to go through the lounge to get to my room, I walk through casually, mah I don't care what he thinks to be honest. I walk into my room and feel his eyes trail up and down my body, once in my room I shut the door and get out my side-strapped short white dress, kind of like a tunic with flowers on it. I brush my hair and put on some make-up, I tie my hair into a high ponytail and then wrap it round into a bun. I grab my white sandals and bag, making sure my phone's inside and walk out of my room and into the lounge.

"Wow... You look... Beautiful."

" - Thank you. Are you ready to go?"

"Yeah"

This doesn't feel like a casual coffee break so much anymore.

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