Mouth to Mouth
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- Votos 7
- Partes 2
Everyone loves Mr. Andrews, including Lana, but for different reasons. The guys like him because he's the cool teacher who lets them get away with things and the girls like him because he's attractive. I mean sure, I can appreciate his good looks, but I think of him more as an inspiration. My 26 year old AP Chemistry teacher taught me everything I know. He kept me after school to do extra labs for college and keep me away from my miserable home life. He saved my life, and I saved his, literally. It was a normal class period when all of a sudden things went downhill. Mr. Andrews stopped breathing. And being the only one in the room who knew CPR, I saved him. I gave my teacher mouth to mouth.
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