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Sean's pov

Ugh. School. Why do I have to go to school?! Oh, sorry. I forgot to introduce myself. Hi, I'm Sean William Mcloughlin, highschooler

Skipping of ze time

First period: history.
I walked in to find a shocking view: the principal standing in front of the desk that Mrs. Hellington was supposed to sit in. But she wasn't there. As soon as everybody sat down, he yelled "good morning students!'' And the class responded with '' good morning!'' Why do they even do that? He could just continue speaking. ''You may have noticed someone missing. Mrs. Hellington quit because you all were brats!'' Felix, my best friend, snickered. ''Serves her right.'' He whispered. The pricipal looked at him then continued. "You will have a new teacher, Mr. Fiscbach. Please, treat him nicely." With that he walked out. A male with red/black hair walked in. And might I say he looked mighty fine. I quickly looked away because I knew I was blushing. I heard him chuckle.

Ze skipping if ze time

I waited for my mom to pick me up after school was over. I saw Mr.sexy- I mean fischbach walk over to me and sit down with me. "Why are you here?" I asked him. "Your teacher quit and i was looking for a job?" He said/asked me. "I mean here." I said while pointing to the ground. "Oh." He looked kinda embarresed. "Well I saw you here and thought you might of needed company?" He said/asked me again. "Yeah." I said awkwardly.  About a minute later my mom drove up. Me and Mr.fischbach- I mean Mark had made plans for tomorrow. We were gonna meet up at his place after school.

Next mornin

I walked to class as usual but this time I was excited. I couldn't wait to 'accidentally' behave bad. I really like Mark and getting extra hours with him is a dream come true. Like seriously have you seen him?

 Like seriously have you seen him?

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Fucking hell man, he's hot. (Hot damn)

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