Mr Hegarty, My Love

Chapter 3

It was a cold, finger freezing, bum biting morning when I walked to university. I hated walking to university because there were always very scary roadmen who smoked and talked about decking people. I always prayed I would never be decked and so far Jesus has protected me but he did tell me I can never use the Lord's name in vain.

I remember sitting down on my plastic chair thinking nothing special would happen in my lesson but I was extremely wrong. I was just doodling in my doodle book with cars and ninjas on the front when my professor announced that there would be a special guest - I didn't take much notice as I was irrelevant and it would probably be some stupid poet that nobody had heard of.

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Farquaad talking

This paragraph might make you cry because I'm crying and it's sad so get some tissues yeah

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I heard someone walk through the door and I didn't look up until I heard the voice. The voice that was music to my ears - the cheese to my crackers. Oh my God it was fit boy Hegarty.

"Hello class and welcome to another visit from Hegarty Maths!" Colin said very energetically.

I couldn't believe my eyes or my ears... It was Colin Hegarty. Colin Hegarty was at my university in my classroom and he even had the courage to teach immature 24 year olds, how much more amazing could one man get? The answer to that is he can't get anymore amazing just thought I'd say in case you're a bit thick in the head.

Mr Hegarty's POV

It was the 6900th classroom I'd walked into that year and from the very start I knew it was going to be special.
I did notice a boy stare into my eyes and I have to admit he had a pair of very nice symmetrical eyes with two perfect acute angles in both of them. I had a > feeling he was going to be special and how accurately estimated my feelings were.

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