Jhuanie POV
It was my first day of teaching at Atlanta Community College, and I was already nervous as hell. What if they were bored in my class? What if they didn't like me? I didn't want to be one of those rude teachers who was a total bitch from start to end. I feel like people like that shouldn't teach cause the students will hate them and won't want to be in their class.
I stood in my class room. Wasn't nothing too big. Enough for about 27 students. My class was for seniors and juniors only. I didn't have time to deal with freshman and sophomores.
I stood up front waiting for them to come in. Soon, a hand full of students peppered in, eyeballing me in awe. Some even asked me if I was a student and of course I told them no.
"You look so young." A student told me.
"I'm not that young." I refused to give away my age of only a mere 26. I feel like if they knew how young I was, they wouldn't respect me as much.
As soon as the room was at least most of the way full, I began to introduce myself. This was a good looking crowd. Seemed everyone was dressed up and slayed.
"I am Mrs. Wilson. I will be your Sexuality teacher for the semester. Evern though this class is only a semester long, a lot will be covered so listen carefully and take notes. That's all I ask. I don't give many assignments, but when I do, they will be long and drawn out. I give up to three weeks to do my assignments so it won't be too difficult to get it done. I don't give extremely long essays if I decide to give one." I told them.
A pretty brown skinned girl with long hair raised her hand. She looked like she belonged on the cover of someone's magazine.
"Um, aren't you a little young to be teaching?" She asked tiltilng her head sideways.
"No. I'm over the age of 21." I told her.
"You didn't have to get an attitude. I just asked a question." She said mugging me.
I hadn't said it with an attitude. This bitch want some attitude, I'll give her attitude.
"You're the one with an attitude ma'am. I'd advise you to get rid of it." I said hiving her the evil eye.
She quickly got it together and shut her mouth. I may not be a stickler and a hard ass, but I'm not putting up with no bullshit.
"Okay, one by one, you will stand and tell me your name, what if you're a junior or a senior, and why you took this class." I said. I pointed to the side where this one handsome guy sat. He had a small fro and brown skin with some facial hair.
"Ummm, wassup, I'm Melvin. I'm a senior, and I took this class to learn a little bit more about my favorite thing, sex." He said giving a smirk while looking me up and down.
I looked at him like
Everyone laughed and then a couple of other students went after him. When it came to the brown skinned girl I had checked earlier, she rolled her eyes before standing up. I have a feeling me and this one are going to have problems.
"Hello. I'm Aminah. I'm a Senior and I took this class to learn more about sex." She said before sitting down quickly.
A few guys in the back made a few comments about wanting to have sex with her and her having a body. She was the last person to go. I looked at my role sheet. I had been taking role while they were doing their introductions and there was a student missing.
"Is there an Anthony Alsina in here?" I asked.
"Nah. My homeboy not here. He said he be here tomorrow though." Melvin spoke.
"Oh okay. Thank you " I said before marking Anthony absent.
"You are soooo welcome beautiful." Melvin said.
I blushed and sat my clipboard down. I knee not everyone would shoe up on the first day since it was after all the second semester and a lot of people would be gone still for their New Years vacations. Hopefully, tomorrow, everyone would show up.
The bell rang signaling it was time for them to leave and time for me to teach another class. I only had two classes to teach a day since I had it where only seniors and juniors could be in the class and not that many people had made it that far at this college. A lot of them would drop out their freshman and sophomore year or failed some classes. Some I just didn't want to take the class. That was fine with me though. Less students meant less bullshit and more work could be done.
After a long day of work, since I had stayed later to do a lesson plan for the rest of the week, I came home and laid down on my bed. I sure had been missing my bed. Before I knew it, I had dozed off. A few hours later, I woke up and it was already 6 in the evening.
I sighed before getting up and making dinner for my husband and I. Something quick. Pasta salad, garlic bread, and breaded, baked chicken breasts. I whipped up some sweet tea and waited for my workaholic husband to come home so we could have dinner together since he always complained about eating alone because I would eat and go to bed. But shit, I would be tired and he had a thing with working late that annoyed me to no end.
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