'Okay, class
- you may or may not know that I'm a new teacher to the school, I will be teaching most of you in English and math, some history but not much.'
Okay, this is great!
It's fucking Luke.
He's not noticed me yet, thank god! I'm not prepared for when he
does notice me.
I'm staring at him.
I can't help it, he's too dreamy.
Wow, him in a suite!
He is just so;
ajksdlsksbsxmxnsuaisis
Can't even explain it, he looks fucking amazing.
But, he's my teacher.
Fml.
He's scanning around the class.
Still not noticed me.
'My name is Mr -'
He spots me and stops talking.
I see him blush and he begins to talk again.
He leans back onto his desk.
'Mr. He-mm-ings.'
He's stuttering as he speaks.
He's nervous!
I can tell.
I smile awkwardly as his eyes are still glued on to me,
his facial expression shows he's shocked.
'Umm..'
He stops talking and messes around with his papers on his desk.
- 'So anyway class.. Today we won't do much work, let's just take the day to get to know eachother.'
He says that before looking back at me.
Did I mention that we spend the wholeeeee day in the same lesson.
Going to be too awkward with him as my teacher in most lessons!
This is so different to actual school.
Normally we have 5 lessons in 1 day.
This set up is probably because we failed our end exams and need to study so much that we have to do the same lesson all day.
Ugh.
Let me take a quick look on my timetable.
Monday - English
Tuesday - math
Wednesday - chemistry
Thursday - day off
Friday - history
'Excuse me, can you follow me outside please.'
I look up suddenly and he's leaning over me.
Oh shit.
'What for?'
'You wasn't paying attention.'
'I was just-'
'Now. Wait outside'
I roll my eyes and drag myself to the door.
I don't get what I've done.
I hear him tell the class to talk to eachother while he 'sorts' me out.
I'm leaning against the wall with my arms crossed,
now he will know I'm pissed off.
