song: Canals by All Time Low
Jack's POV
I tug on my backpack straps nervously as I slowly make my way into my first English class of senior year. I walk towards the back of the classroom, careful to watch for any feet that will trip me, and sit down at at my usual seat in the last row. Once I have all of my things situated, I look up to the front of the class room and my breathe catches. Mrs. Schaefer isn't sitting in the seat behind her desk, instead a attractive young man has taken her spot.
My eyes study him carefully as he reads through the pages on a clipboard. He has messy brown hair and from what I can tell brown eyes too. Stubble runs across his face and he has very thick eyebrows, but they're cute. My eyes wonder to the name plate perched on the end of his desk. "Mr. Gaskarth." I read to myself. My eyes go back to him but this time I'm met by a pair of chocolate colored eyes staring back at me. A slight blush flows into my cheeks and he smiles at me.
Suddenly he puts down the clipboard and stands. He claps his hands together and walks in front of the whiteboard. The room quiets as all eyes are on him. I study his him completely now that I can see all of him. He's clad in a white dress shirt with a black tie loosely around his neck. He wears a pair of American flag jeans with converse on his feet. He looks good, very good.
"Hello class, I'm Alex Gaskarth. Please do not refer to me as Mr. Gaskarth, Mr. Alex is just fine. I will be your 12th grade English teacher this year. The main rule of this classroom is don't be an ass. Any questions?"
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