Teach (Ed Sheeran Love Story)

Wow! Really?

With one phone call my whole life changed:

"Hello is this Anna Rain?" 

        "Yes it is, may I ask who's calling?"

"This is Dean Lekstrom, from Chattsworth Prep in New York City"

        "Oh okay, what can I do for you?"

"I just called to offer you the Math and Physical Education at Chattsworth Prepatory School for the coming school year"

        "Wow! really? I can't belive it! I accept!"

"Great to hear, I will email you all the info you need to start planning for the school year, And I will send you the information for your housing arrangements while you are working at our beloved school. I will also call later in the week to give you some more information" 

        "Thanks! I look forward to hearing from you again!"

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I should probably give you a little background about myself:

My name is Anna Rain and I live in Vancouver Canada, I am only 22 years old I quickly went through school to get my degree and then my teaching certificate, I guess you could say I am quite young to be a fully certified teacher.

I am average height and more of an athletic build with red wavy hair. I love hockey, dance and of course math!

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As soon as I got off the phone with Dean Lekstrom I ran and told my parents about the news. They were absolutely shocked that I actually got the job, which kind of hurt a little bit. However they were super excited for me. 

I ran to my room after and opened my laptop and sure enough, I had an email waiting from my future boss! I opened it and started reading right away. I was shocked to see photos of the school. Chattsworth Prep was an old school that was built in the 1800s It has gorgeous details and huge grand entrance ways and classrooms. I am so excited to get started. 

I kept reading and found out about my housing arrangements, It turns out that there is an apartment 2 blocks away where the first year teachers all have to live during the school year, this is a chattsworth prep policy so the administration can keep track of the teachers and make sure that the teachers "hold the utmost proper moral values" Gosh I just came out of living in a Dorm in University and now it seems like I have to do it all over again. 

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A couple of days passed while I was busy packing my life into my old volkswagen convertible while making unit/lesson plans for my Calculus, Algebra, Trigonometry and PE classes. while typing up one of my PE plans my phone rang:

"Hello!"

        "Hi Anna, It is Dean Lekstrom, Just calling to make sure you are on your way to New York City soon                         because I know you will be driving and I do know its a long trip by car from the west coast of Canada to the East coast of the USA."

"Yes actually, I have finished packing and will be leaving tomorrow morning"

        "perfect! Well safe travels and your roommate will arrive shortly before you get to new york"

"what?"

I was too late, the Dean already hung up. 

Darnit, I have to have a roommate? This is going to be brutal. 

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 It was the day I was leaving for New York City, I was so excited I could barely sleep. I hopped in my car said goodbye to my parents and hit the road. I was able to drive for 12 hours before pulling over to a motel to sleep. The next day I hopped in my car and finished my drive to New York City!!!! 

I drove into the city and was floored! It was gorgeous the tall skyscrapers juxtaposed against the old building. I was in love with this city, I was able to find the teacher apartments without too much trouble. 

I pulled into the underground parking lot and unloaded one of my suitcases and my backpack. When I thought to myself: I do not even begin to look like a person who stepped in to a prep school in my life. I don't know what I need to wear and all of sudden I turned into my insecure teenage self. I walked into the lobby of the apartments and was once again floored. It was gorgeous. I couldn't have pictured myself here in New York one year ago. 

I found my apartment on the 15th floor I walked in and saw a suitcase in the living room. This apartment is huge! the living room was gorgeous with a nice big leather sofa and a huge flatscreen, the suitcase sitting in the living room didn't look to 'posh' or too fancy, 

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