New Teacher

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"Are you up!?" You mom asks you from the other side of your bedroom door bashing on it. You groan and sigh, rolling your eyes you stretch your arms and get out of bed.

"Yeah I'm up." You reply opening the door. "I made breakfast, so get your ass downstairs and eat it." She says walking away.

"Ugh." You walk downstairs seeing your little brother he's sitting in the chair eating a bowl of cereal with a smile on his face.

"What's up buddy? Why are you so smiley?" You ask ruffling his hair, usually he smacks your hand away but he just looks up at you and says "it's my first day of third grade!" He exclaims with a mouth full of cereal.

"Sometimes I wish I was your age again. But then I would have to go through the process of high school again and yeah that wouldn't happen." You grab a bowl from the cabinet sitting it on the counter getting the cereal pouring it into the bowl you sit down at the table and pour the milk in.

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"Bye mom I'm leaving." You holler, "bye sweetheart have fun." You roll your eyes. First day of school is never fun at least it's the last year for good.

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You get to school, walking in straight to your locker. "Hey babe." Josh says. Josh is a fuck boy he's been with almost every girl in the school besides you.

"Bye ugly." You slam your locker shut going straight to first period. You already knew where your classes were you got a schedule last year.

Walking in you head straight for the back. You sit down and get on your phone scrolling through Instagram until the bell rung and other students stared coming in.

"Okay class please put your phones away." A deep voice says. You look up only to see his back faced towards the class.

"My name is Mr. Dolan." He says writing his name on the chalk board, he turns around dusting the chalk off of his hands. He looks around the class room until his eyes land on you. You choke on air coughing making people look at you.

You look down then back up again only to see him smirking. You blush and look at your hands on the desk as you play with the rings on your fingers. This is going to be a long year.



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