Chapter 3

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Nicks POV (Monday)

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I hear my alarm beeping.  Today is a new day.   I tell myself this every morning it usually helps with my anxiety.  

I stumble out of bed and walk to the bathroom.  I catch a glimpse of my morning face.  My eyes still look heavy with sleep.

I hop in the shower hoping it will wake me up a bit.  To my surprise it did just that.  I walk into my closet and feel like i'm going to school all over again.  Everyone knows that the way you look on the first day sets the mood for the rest of the year.  I pick out a black t-shirt and a jean jacket, and a pair of black jeans.  I spray some cologne on myself and head downstairs to eat breakfast. When i finish i head outside to my car, i start it.  As i put on my seat belt I smile and remind myself how today is going to be a good day.  I then pull out of the drive way and drive to school.

"Mister Horton!  Its so great to see you!  Thanks again for doing this" the principle said.

"No problem really. I am actually looking forward to it, I've never had a a long term subbing job."

"I am glad to hear that. I hope your first day goes well."  she says politely.

She then hands me the key to the classroom and I walk down the hall and find the classroom.  

I sit down at my desk and look at the time. 7:20. I have a whole hour until my first class comes in.  Maybe i should look at all my students, just so i can be familiar with their names and what they look like.

I am scrolling though my first period. I see student like Jackson Kreioch, Dylan Geick,  Kassie ,  Joshua, Carissa, and normal names like that.  One catches my eye though,  his name reads Brandon Szczupaj.

I say his name out loud a couple times.  Brandon Szczupaj. Brandon Szczupaj. Brandon Szczupaj. Then i take a look at his picture.  And holy shit this boy was cute as fuck. 

He had light brown hair styled up in a curl, messily but perfectly.  His eyes are were the most beautiful hazel color i had ever seen.  And his lips are shaped perfectly like a heart and its so cute.  Not to even mention those teeth.  This. Boy. Was. Perfect.

 I wonder what hes like.  I wonder what his voice sounds like. I wonder if he is ga-"   Nick stop it you are his teacher and only his teacher.  You haven't even met the guy for christsakes. i tell myself.

Even though i haven't met him, he doesn't seem like the kind of guy you have to meet to like.  His face just makes you like him.  It is almost like millions of people could be captivated by him.

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