Marie and I came up with the idea that brendon urie would be our choir teacher......why? Because he's flawlessly fabulous.
Marie, I'm adding ryan as the other teacher.yay!
Marie and I sprinted to our next class. We were late because, well, we have no excuse.
And just to our luck( sarcastically) , the bell rang when we were half way across the school from our class.
We giggled, feeling like rebels, living that moment.
That moment faded.
We weren't late.
Mr urie and mr ross were jogging towards our class.
They were more late than us.
" sorry guys, mr ross and I were trying to get the printer to work"
" sure they were......" Marie giggled out.
Me urie looked at us .
We hoped to god he didn't hear.
We entered the classroom, and took our seats. Usual classrooms were quite boring. But the choir room was flawless. Mr urie was a chill teacher, and understood the stress put onto our shoulders. He made sure we were comfortable and confident with ourselves. So, he decked it out like a home. There were picture frames, and a vase with fresh daisies in them. A coat rack was used for hanging mr Ross's scarves.mr ross loved scarves.
Both teachers seemed young, and they should have a wife, but they never seemed to talk of one.
Marie had a theory that they liked eachother.
" what are we doing today" a voice emerged from the back
" ummm" mr ross looked at mr urie with eyes that said, I don't know.
" can you sing for us? " Katy rocksin pleaded, batting her eyelashes. She fucking loved them. Most single teachers did.
" um, sure" the teacher replied
The room got silent. Our class loved being serenaded by their voices, mr ross harmonizing.
Our glasses-clad teacher cleared his throat , and sounds you would think only came from angels emerged from his mouth. He sang to us all class.
Some fell asleep. Some were in awe. Some thought that wasn't his voice.
But everyone loved it.
