Shawmila Island DISCONTINUED

My Son's...Teacher?

Hey guys. I know I said I'd stop this story and start different camren fics, but going through all my crap mess of drafts, I saw this and thought I shouldn't leave you guys hanging and decided to add a quick ending and post it. 

This was the only shawmila one shot that was anywhere close to being done so Im planning on just deleting the others. So yeah, this should be the very last one.

Update though: Ive got a couple chapters of my Camren story done, all I gotta do it post it.

Who'd read it, that the question.

Anyways, hope you like this last little imagine.

The sound of a car door  slamming echoed throughout the almost empty school parking lot. Leaves on the cement crunched as both large and little feet trekked across the green grass in front of the elementary school entrance. The two sets of feet pattered against the hallways of the school.

"Come on bud, we're gonna be late and then your teachers going to be annoyed." Shawn said, worried because the traffic had delayed their arrival by at least ten minutes. 

"It's ok," The 5 year old responded. "Miss C is very nice to me. Shes my favorite teacher, daddy!"

I'm sure shes great, Jax, "Shawn responded as he simultaneously looked for the right room number. "Come on daddy, this way!" Jaxon grabbed his fathers hand and ran down a few doors. Shawn came face to face with a brown door that had little crafts decorating the window on the top.

There was a little plaque on the door that said: K. Camila Cabello, 1st Grade.

Jaxon knocked repeatedly on the door before a woman's voice called out, "Come in!" Shawn reached over his sons head to push the door open. Surveying the room, Shawn noticed Jaxon already running over to the corner of the room, where the teachers back stood toward the two.

Shawn remained speechless as the teacher turned around. He faintly remembered her being fairly new, around twenty-five. She had wavy brown hair cascading down her front. She wore a collared black and white dress that went to mid-thigh, both modest and gorgeous. 

She squatted to give Jaxon a hug, before getting back up and then ruffling his hair.

"We're sorry we're late, Miss C. Daddy said that twaffic was bad." Jaxon said to the young teacher, his pronunciation of the 'r' showing.  Camila laughed and just said,"No problem, Jax. I got some work done, no harm."

Camila turned toward Shawn. "This must be the famous daddy that Jax is always talking about. Camila Cabello, I teach first grade here." Camila stuck out a hand. Wrapping her small hand in his, Shawn said," Shawn Mendes. You must be the Miss C, I hear of. "

"Yeah, " Camila laughed. "I've found through my first year teaching it's a lot easier to have the kids call me Miss C rather than Ms. Cabello. Heck, my 50 year old college professors couldn't get the name right."  

Shawn took note of the name. Miss C. Not Mrs. C. Interesting. 

"Jaxon, I saw Mikey just go through the hall to Dina-, uh sorry, Ms. Hansen's room. If you want too, you can go play with him while your dad and I talk," Camila suggested. Jaxon's eyes lit up as he ran out to meet up with his friend. The door closed with a slam as the sound echoed. 

"So, Miss uh, C. I was called here 'cause..." Shawn trailed of to have the teacher finish the sentence. 

"You can just call me Camila. Yeah, its protocol. Usually, I just meet up with the parents whose kids aren't really progressing like the others. For kids like Jaxon though, this is really the time where I just hand back a whole bunch of student papers." Camila responded with ease.