Love Struck

Chapter 1

              Waking up on Mondays suck, but it has to be done if I want to keep this job.  This is my first year teaching.  North West High School is a charming little school.  The maximum capacity is about 5,000 students.  I am the only twenty-seven year old teacher at this school, so you could see why many students like me.  Do not get me wrong, I like my fellow teachers, but many of them just do not put any fun into learning.  When I am teaching my French Students, I love to throw in games or activities.  Sadly enough, some students still think that I am worse than their old teacher, which saddens me.    Nope, not going to think negatively today.  It may be a Monday, but today is going to be a good day.  I am getting a new student.

              I got my tired ass out of bed and went into the bathroom to get ready.  I took off my pajama pants and underwear and then hopped into the shower, literally.  I almost fell because of  my hop.  I turned on the water to set it to the right temperature and then turned it on.  The relaxing, warm water felt good on my face and naked body.  While I was washing my hair, I started  thinking about the new student.  Would the student be a girl or boy?  Would he or she like me?  Would he or she like the way I teach?  These questions all pondered in my oddball head for about ten minutes.  Once I was done washing my body, I got out of the shower, dried off my body, and put on a fresh clean pair of boxer briefs.  I made my way to my closet to where I hung up all of my suits.  I figured that I would wear my maroon colored suit today; I just loved that color.

             Once I got my suit on I went into my kitchen to make myself some breakfast.  I was craving some pancakes this morning.  So, I got out the frozen blueberry pancakes out of the freezer and threw them into the toaster.  once they were done, i put them on a plate and drowned them in syrup.  I ate my breakfast, which took about ten minutes, and then I brushed my teeth.  Once I was all ready to go, I grabbed my book bag and headed out my apartment door.  I live in an apartment complex which has six floors.  There are about ten apartments per floor; I live on the sixth floor.  

             I closed my apartment door behind me and locked it.  I decided to take the stairs to get to my car in the basement.  Once I got to the basement and managed to find my car, I got Into my car and was on my way to work.  On my way there, I was listening to music; music always puts me in a good mood.  By the time I got to the high school, a bunch of students and teachers were already there.  I parked my car in my usual parking spot near the entrance and headed inside.  The air inside smelled like must and teenager sweat.; I just love that smell, not really.  I was walking down the hallway to my classroom, and I noticed these group of girls giggling at me.  I waved and said good morning and was on my way.  I swear one of the girls fainted, but I did not stop to check.  I just do not understand why girls are so attracted to me, I prefer guys over girls.  Oh well, some things shall remain a mystery.

              I made it to my classroom and unlocked the door.  As usual, the students love to throw their binders on the floor and block my way into the classroom; I just kicked them out of the way.  I walked inside and turned on the classroom lights.  I went over to my desk and set my bag down and stared at my desk.  I had papers everywhere, and it was aggravating me.  So, after i turned on my computer I started to organize my papers.  Sadly enough, my papers were everywhere, so I had to re- organize them all by hour and assignment.  Luckily enough, I had my planning period during first hour.  I managed to get through one stack of papers and put them in their designated trays.  I managed to get a quarter of the way through organizing another stack, when there was a knock at my door.  Before I could even get up, the principle opened up the door and was followed by another student.

             "Good morning Mr. Martin.  This is Damion.  He was an assistant at his old school during first period, and since nobody needs an assistant, i figured you would like one."

             "Thank you sir  I do need help organizing these papers."

             "Well then it is settled, Damion, this is where you will report each morning."

             "Thank you, I will." Damion responded to Mr. Duroc.

             Mr. Duroc left the room and I motioned for Damion to set his stuff down and have a seat at my assistant table.  I explained to him how to grade the tests I handed him, and he went straight to work without hassle.  This was a good kid.  He was also very cute.