Love in the Kitchen

I've really been wanting to start this story for a while. I've been thinking about it constantly. So I decided it was time to get started on it.

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Clint's POV

I took bite of my lunch as I finished reading the email they sent to the to all the school faculty. Apparently the school would like us to be more personable with the parents of all of the kids from now on. School started 2 months ago. Why didn't they decide to do this at the beginning of the year. We're all going to look like we're trying to hard with the parents. Ugh I guess I gotta do it. My name is Clint, I'm a high school teacher at Moutain Crest. I love my job, I teach history and I can't get enough of it. Yeah I know I sound like a giant bookworm. I am a bit, but I do enjoy other hobbies. But I'm sure by now your just saying shut up already.

The bell rang while I was focused on my thoughts and I shook my head to get ready for my next lesson. The students began to file into the classroom and I collected my papers to begin my lesson. The last bell rang and all the students sat down in there seats. All but one was empty, the usual thing the last month. The empty seat belonged to a girl named Skylar. At the beginning of this year she was a totally happy girl. She turned her work in on time and particepated in class. But then she missed a week of school and came back completely different. She's a lot more snippy with people and never turns her work in hardly.

"Alright class we're going to be starting a new project on the president's of America. And-" I was cut off by the door swinging open and everyone turned to see Skylar walk in. She went to her seat and sat down. The class quickly turned around so they wouldn't get the death glare I was getting at this moment. "Thanks for joining us Skylar. Anyways I've come up with a different idea and I don't know if you guys will like it. But I want you to work on the project with your parents. Then when it's finished you and your parents can present it in class. But I think I'm going make a night of it."

"This is such bullshit." My eyebrows raised and I looked back at Skylar with her arms folded together and apparently angry for some reason.

"That kind of language is inappropriate in this class room Skylar. You'll be staying after school today and I'm calling your parents as well.

"Go right ahead." I've never had a student give me such a daring look. I have to admit I'm all about getting kids to do there best and to give them a chance. But this girl is really starting to piss me off.

"Done." I shot back and her face went blank and the whole class was silent. "For the rest of class I want everyone to pick a president from this list I'm passing out and turn it in at the end of class. Feel free to take your time choosing cause remember this is worth half of your grade for this class." I passed the papers out down the rows and went to my desk to look up Skylar's parents number. I put her name in and saw that there was only a guardians name. Chelsee Rolands. That's weird is Skylar in a foster home or something. That's not her last name. I took my phone out and put the number into my phone. "Class I'll be right back, please don't get to out of control." I smiled and headed out into the hallway.

I pushed call and it began to ring. It rang a couple of times and a man picked up. "Hello."

"Hello, Is Chelsee Rolands there?" I got a little nervous. If Skylar is hard to deal with at times. What will this woman be like.

"Yeah just a second." There was a bit of talking in the background and as I waited I leaned against the wall next to the classroom.

"Hello." A beautiful sweet voice came over the line.

"Hi this is Skylar's teacher Mr Hamilton."

"Oh my gosh is she alright?" She said panicked.

"Oh yes she's fine sorry I didn't mean to worry you." I heard a sigh over the phone. "I just wanted to know if you could come to the school today. I've been having troubles with Skyalr lately and I'd really like to talk to you about it."