Part 2

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I knocked on the door to room 591 quietly, flinching each time my knuckles met the cold, wooden surface. I heard the lock on the door click and I took a deep breath before turning the knob on the door.

I stepped into the room, and was met with multiple cold stares as I walked over to the teacher's desk. "You are 12 minutes late." Said a deep voice. I glanced up to see who it was. My eyes caught sight of a petite young man. He had steel blue eyes and dark black hair, slicked down into a rounder shape. He had the beginnings of a beard on his face, and thick, fierce eyebrows. I breathed in his scent of coffee and sweat, which made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.

"What's your name?" He asked smoothly, taking out a pen and an attendance chart.

"Er- Erin Wills." I stuttered nervously.

"Well miss wills, " I blushed furiously, " you will be seeing me after class today."

I nodded as my heart pounded. I turned my back on him and went to sit at my desk. As I sat down, I got a clear view of the blackboard. Scrawled out with white chalk in sloppy penmanship was, "Mr. Farquaad," in large letters.

 Farquaad," in large letters

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