Band One Shots! (Mostly Linkin Park so far...)

2 - Instructor Chaz (Linkin Park)

(idea inspired by a conversation with my sis, ilysm hope you feel better soon)

((I know this is a very odd story, sorry for that... Chester wasn't a teacher in the form of an instructor, but I think for us he taught us how to be better people and what it was to love unconditionally. He taught us how to smile and laugh when we felt like doing just the opposite, how to be strong and stay that way. At least for me he taught me so much. Hope you like it anyways~))

You groan as you walk down the college hallways. Aren't you supposed to be somewhere by now? Maybe in a big city, meeting the love of your life, taking road trips, loving life? UGHHH. You're in a bad mood. Someone on the street made fun of your shoes and you already woke up feeling sick.

"Ok, history is a credit I need to graduate from this stupid place full of immature adults..." You think to yourself as someone hits you across the head with their book.

"Oh, sorry" the girl who hit you giggles and walks away. You decide you're going to hold your temper this morning, but your face is burning red as you walk into the classroom. You alarm the instructor who looks up at you grinning.

"Hi, can I help you?" he asks. He has such a handsome smile, oh and he's in a suit!

"Uh yeah, my name is y/n and my class is supposed to meet here..." Why are you nervous talking to your new teacher?

"Nice to meet you y/n I'm Chester Bennington... just call me Chaz... but class doesn't start for another hour... sorry... you can stick around and hang out if you want." He chuckles to himself. "I could give you your assignment to work on." You don't really feel like going back outside to get bullied or sit somewhere for hours so you agree. Plus, he's making you nervous. How could you just leave after being that embarrassed? And we are supposed to call him Chaz?? This is no ordinary instructor.

You sit there working on the worksheet he gave you with your book. It's really easy, most of the terms are in order in the book. He left part-way through the hour saying he had to go get lunch and you finished the assignment while he was gone. When you checked the time, there was still half an hour left. You put in headphones and started to quietly sing along with Stone Temple Pilots while drawing in your notebook. Chaz startled you by walking in a few minutes later smiling at you.

"Interstate Love Song, right?" He asks you.

"Uh... Yeah..." You drop your iPod. How embarrassing!

"Oh, sorry, did I scare you?" he laughs, handing you your iPod. How did he walk across the room that quickly? "I just love Stone Temple Pilots! You sang it so well. Oh, look, the rest of the class is here!" He's smiling at the students as they walk in.

The girl who sits beside you is none other than the girl who hit you with the book earlier in the halls. Fantastic.

"Oh my gaaaaaaaah our instructor is HHHHHHOOOOOT" She says to you, not quietly at all. You blush in return and look away. She kept teasing you verbally that morning, but Chester got involved when she hit you with a book again. He told her to knock it off and turned into an angry Chaz. It was secretly very attractive.

Nobody had ever stood up for you before and you were grateful that he did. She left you alone for the rest of the semester.

Chaz's teaching method was so absurd, he would dance around the classroom and involve EVERYONE. At first his classes were very awkward because you were an introvert and shy, but it soon became your favorite class and at some point you even got up and joined him in a lesson upon his request. You also found out that he was only one year older than you...

At the last day at the end of the term you were excited because you had finally finished every class you needed to graduate but very sad that it meant leaving your favorite teacher. You nervously stayed behind everyone else to say goodbye.

You walked up to his desk and he looked up at you. Tears streamed down your face.

"What's wrong??" Chaz asked, hugging you. You nervously hugged him back but couldn't respond.

"I'm going to miss you, y/n" he said instead.

"I'm going to miss you too..." You replied shyly.

"Hey! It isn't goodbye... where are you going to work?"

You told him the design studio you had qualified for work at.

"I'll be sure to drop by, just let me know when. And I'll always be here if you need someone to turn to." He said to you. "I mean it."

"If you ever need someone I'll be there too" You say. "I mean it."

"You're so special" He says, blowing you a kiss as you walk out of the doors...