I am a father. Some peopl are sayin' that kids are blessin,some say kids are little demons.For me they are at the middle.Sometimes i love my kids and sometimes I wish that parents can take day off...but still,I love them.
The youngest one-Harrison,then Till,Oliver and the oldest one Abbie.Now Im on my way to Abbie's school,to drop her clothes for sport which she forgott in the morning.She's really retardet highschool girl.She never cost eny bigger trouble,she's typicall teenger like every other her age.Im on school carpark,about to enter the school.Of course lady in recption is on the phone,so i just knock on the glass and point on the sports bag and whisper
"Girls changing room"
She stands up and do emotion with her hand that tells me to follow her,so i do.We are walking thugh pretty long coridlle while we see doors,she covers her phone and tells me to got thrugh the door then up the stair and I nood to show that Ill understand.Then she smiles,so I smile back and she walks off.I go up the stairs and then i see door with girls changing room sign so I knock and i hear soft,womens voice answerin.
"Yes,come in"
So I do.I enter and i see typical school changing room and PE teachers office.Theres woman sittin in it.I can only see her head from the back.She got pretty long,beautifull brown hair that are fallin' down her shoulders.Then she turn around.Now i can see her face.She got brown eyes and full lips.She's practically not wearing eny make up.She's really pretty.Now i actually relize that Im staring at her and clearly she cough me...Ups.
"Im here to drop my doughter's pe kid because in the morning she forgott it."-I quickly say to make that situation less awkward.
"Yea,of course.Whats you doughters name and year group?"She asks,while she scrible something in her notes
"Abbie Rose,year8"I told her.
"Oh really?Im her form tutor"She quickly adds and smiles.
"You are Miss Yates then,I guess"I say
I quickly pass her Abbie's bag with her kid then I say goodbye and I leave.I go the same way that tha lady from reception showed me,so I don't get lost.Im back in reception and that lady is still on the phone-Jeez how long can you talk with someone cuz i bet thats her private call not realated to work at all.I quickly leave the school building and start to walk to the carpark,thinking about that what just happend.Damn,I like my doughter's form tutor.
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Romance"I quickly leave the school building and start to walk to the carpark,thinking about that what just happend.Damn,I like my doughter's form tutor."
