Substitute Teacher

Chpt. One

"Mr. Johnson, you wanted to see me sir?"

"Yes, I did. Please, take a seat."

"Have I done something wrong? I apologize. I tried to learn all of the American customs. But its much different from my home country."

"No, you havent done anything wrong. I called you here because I want to talk to you about your grades."

"What's wrong?"

"Absolutely nothing. They're perfect. I know you've only been here a short while, but I'm sure you have heard the rumors about a teacher going missing and is possibly...no longer with us. I cant seem to find a substitute. The rulebook says that in case of emergency, the student with the highest GPA can take over until a propper replacement is found."

"So, you want me to teach a class?"

"Yes. You wont be teaching for long. Just until I can find a replacement."

"Okay. So what about my classes? If I miss them, I'll fail."

"I have already informed your teachers as well as your parents that your GPA is high enough for this position. You will recieve your work after school once the students leave. If you need help being a teacher, feel free to ask. And the time you spend teaching will count for college credits." Said Mr. Johnson.

The student thought for a moment before giving a nod."I'll do it."

"Great. You start tomorrow."

The principal wrote him a pass back to class. Upon exiting the door, he was greeted by his friend.

"What did the principal want?"

"I'll explain on the way to class."

⏪◀🔼The Next Day🔽▶⏩

"Aaahhh!!!" My best friend screamed as she scrolled through her Instagram feed."Girl, look at this!!" She shoved her screen in my face, nearly blinding me

I saw this clip of a guy doing makeup and looking exactly like a girl at the end before restarting.

"Why is he- Y'know what, I dont care." I shrugged.

I finally got my locker opened and suddenly, she jumped, bumping into me and making my locker close.

Dammit.

"Y/N. Major hottie alert. And make it double." She squealed. Everyone stopped to stare at two boys walking through the hall to their lockers. They didnt look familiar at all. I guess thats why everyone was shocked.

"Those are the new transfers. Which means they dont know me. Which means I might have a chance! Y/N, how do I look?!"

"Like a billion dollar woman. Go get 'em, tiger." I winked at her. She took a deep breath and walked over to the short boy with light hair and glasses. He seemed very shy. He kept glancing over to the taller one who was gradually getting farther from him, making him more and more nervous.

As soon as Vonny came back over to me, the boy walked swiftly back to his friend.

"Is it just me or did he seem scared?" She asked."He's probably nervous cause he's in a new place with new people. And you didnt make him feel any better by scaring him. Poor thing." I smiled, watching the nervous one basically hide behind the taller one who seemed to be comforting him.

He glanced at us, specifically Vonny, and looked back up to his friend. He then turn to us and I finally saw his face.

Holy. Shit.

"Y/N. Are you listening?"

"Sorry, what?"

"Nevermind. Oh my gosh, they're coming! Act cool!"

"I dont need acting." I said, trying to lean on her shoulder but she moved unexpectedly and I fell.

I picked myself back up in time to look normal.

"Hello there." Said the tall one."Hey." Vonny said seductively. I rolled my eyes."My name is Kim Namjoon and this is Min Yoongi. He told me that you approached him a few moments ago and it made him uncomfortable." He informed us. We looked at Min Yoongi who had flushed red cheeks and hiding his face but not very well.

Every now and then, he'd glance at Vonny and I would catch him. Vonny didnt seem to notice. She was too busy feeling bad for scaring him."I'm so sorry. Um, can I call you Yoongi?" She asked.

He nods. As for the talker one, I look up at him and his beautiful face. He had high cheek bones and plump pink lips. He was rocking some short brown hair with a bang in the front. It was parted to his right.

The bell rang and it was time for class. Vonny and I headed for our first period, which was art. We sat across from each other and started drawing what we wanted. This was my favorite class because I could draw on my work and not be yelled at for it. I was getting graded on something I liked and was actually good at. Something I actually gave a shit about.

Art.

During the class, I played my music and hummed, not caring who I was annoying. Vonny was doing her art too. She was better than me. Way better.

The next time she says something bad about her drawings, I'm gonna beat the crap out of her.

I couldnt stop thinking about that guy. Obviously he and Yoongi were the transfers everyone's been talking about.

Kim Namjoon. His name kept repeating in my mind. It was a cute name. I wonder if I can call him Kim. Or Nami. Yeah, those are cute nicknames.

Hopefully we become good friends and I can make him feel welcome to America.

When the second bell rang, Vonny and I left the room after turning in our assignments. We walked and talked about what we wanted to do in the future. She walked me to a certain point before we had to go opposite ways. The rest if the day was a drag. Sitting in second and third period, I wanted to cry cause I had no friends. During lunch, I had a few friends to sit with.

I was so ready for the day to be over with so I could ho home and shut myself in my room like I always do.

When I entered my fourth period class, the last class of the day, there was still no teacher.

Mr. Tedson had been out for almost three weeks. We've had sub after sub but we didnt have the same person for more than two days.

A man was sitting at the desk with a stack of papers in his hand. He had short brown hair, kinda like Namjoon. Maybe I can get through this last hour and a half by imagining its him.

"Hey! Who are you?!" A student rudely yelled from their seat. He looked up and I was completely and utterly shocked.

It was Kim Namjoon.