❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 || 𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 /𝒞ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉ℯ𝒹 /❥•

♥School Teacher(Bad Era)♥

"Are you serious?!" you cover your face as you sink back into your chair.

"Yep..believe it. I just found out that's why I came to tell you," Luisa smirks.

"Oh God!" you exclaim.

You'd just found out that the one and only 'Michael Jackson' was coming over to your school to teach your class for a week. You'd been told that he had always wanted to try teaching and your school was more than willing to give him that opportunity for a week. He'd wanted to teach a little so that he'd get to interact with people a little more. 

What dumbfounded you was that he'd taken a particular interest in the accounting and computing fields - which were two of the subjects you'd happened to be taking. 

What shocked you even more was that you attended an all girls' school, therefore - there was a chance things would get wild.

"Can you imagine him teaching, though?" Luisa raises an eyebrow as she taps her chin thoughtfully. "I mean...how are we all going to maintain order. All the girls will go crazy..." she giggles.

"Exactly..." you frown. "that's kinda sad," you pout a little and she laughs.

"Relax, (Y/N). The principal's already briefed the school during assembly this morning...everyone's going to regard him as a normal teacher for a week," she smiles as she taps your back. "Don't fret,"

"I just-" you shake your head. "What if he thinks I'm a dumb student?" you grimace at the thought. 

"(Y/N)!" she giggles. "You're a really smart student...stop worrying!" she rests her hands on your shoulders and looks at you. "I know you have a crush on the guy but he's going to be our teacher for one week, okay?" she raises an eyebrow and you nod. "Don't stress yourself out and don't think crazy," she says firmly and you nod once again.

"Yeah," you whisper as you run your hands over your long dress. "Yeah..."

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"Well, students," your principal stands at the front of the classroom. "This is Mr. Michael Jackson but for this week, you will refer to him as 'sir'...understood?" the principal stares the students down sternly and everyone nods. "I'll leave you to it then, Mr. Jackson," she smiles as she exits the classroom.

"So..." he begins softly as he proceeds to close the classroom door. "I'm guessing you all know who I am," he chuckles shyly. "And I'd like to know all of you so if you will," he gestures to the students. "Please introduce yourselves," he smiles shyly and everyone buzzes with excitement.

"I'll start," Victoria, your other best friend, stands up confidently and everyone cheers quietly. You giggle and shake your head. She'd always been the star of the class. "My name is Victoria," she moves her eyes in a comedic manner. "and I'm in your class," she winks and everyone begins to laugh.

Michael blushes a little and looks to the next person to continue. 

You sit there and sigh as you observe each and every classmate of yours introduce themselves. Some, you even reckoned he liked but you brushed it off.

He's just my teacher, that's it. You scold yourself.

"(Y/N)..." Luisa nudges you as she mutters. "It's your turn," she says quietly through her teeth.

Your eyes widen and you stand up awkwardly as you realize that it's your turn. "Oh," you groan inwardly at your behavior. "I'm (Y/N)..." you trail off. "yeah...that's about it," you smile shyly as you sit back down and bury your head in your arms.