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Loving You Tenderly (school)
Beep-Beep-Beep-Beep...Smack! I am so fucking changing this alarm clock that my parents bought me! I hate listening to it every single day! I don't give a fuck about my parent's disapproval about this job that I have. They said that I'd better be a doctor than an architect and blah blah blah. I jumped out of my bed and walked to the bathroom, wash my face, brush my teeth, and then shower. This is my first day teaching the school that I used to go to when I am in high school. It is a private school where both boys and girls have to share a room. It's no catholic school where you can only find all girls or all boys' school, fuck that. After taking a shower I put on my clothes and walked down to the kitchen to fetch myself something to eat. The class that I am going to teach is art (duh I'm an architect), and then music. The principal of the school, which is my teacher before (god worst teacher ever) told me that I am going to fill in some of the teacher if those morons would call in sick. Of course I told him yes, I need some money so I guess it's worth my time filling their asses while they're out having fun. As I walked out to my garage I got in my car and drove out of there.
"Fuck," I cursed through my gritted teeth seeing the traffic in front of me. Ten more minutes and the class is going to start! And it is my freaking first day! What would my students think if their teacher is late in the first day of class? Well I don't fucking know that but I really have to escaped this hell. I reached out to my stereo and turn it on. And as I am turning to the school's entrance another curse word escaped my dirty mouth.
"Fuck this! I am so freaking late and now I have to go to the office first and then---" I cursed through my self and was stopped when I bumped into someone. My papers flew as I leaned forward with the guy who I bumped into.
"Shit sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you," I said and stand up, collecting my papers.
"Its ok," the guy in front of me said and helped me collect my papers.
"Really, I'm sorry, I have to go now," I said and snatched the papers away from the guy, whoever he is, and run off to the office.
I reached the fucking office and didn't bother to knock on the door and just barged into the principal's office. The old guy looked at me and motioned me to sit down in front of his mahogany desk.
"You didn't even change Edward," he said and looks at me.
"Yeah yeah I know now give me my schedule," I said and held out my hands.
"You are going to teach P.E. today," he said and handed me a white sheet of paper.
As I scanned through the paper, my eyes grew wider and looked at him.
"What the fuck is this? I thought I am teaching art and music?" I said and throw him the paper.
"You are late and that's what you get for being late. Now go to your class and teach your students to how to respect old people," Mr. Harrison said and motioned me to go outside.
"Fine I'm sorry Mr. Harrison okay?" I said and look at him, "It won't happen again."
"Just go ahead and go to your class Edward," Mr. Harrison said and smile to me.
"Ok," I murmured and walked out of his office.
I really don't know what the big deal with that ass was but of course I have to say thank you or maybe sorry to him if I've done something stupid. He is the one who hired me in this school anyway, so I guess I owe him an apology. But then this classes that I have to teach seems like impossible to deal! First period is math, second is English, third and fourth is P.E.! What the fuck is this? I know that I can handle the first two but then P.E.? That's just not my thing. As I saw the room number I let out a sigh and look at the paper again.
Loud noise welcomed me when I opened the door and step into the room. The teens talk and talk and talk like there is no tomorrow! The fuck is this? Did the ass assign me to this fucking shit students? I look to each one of the students and walked through the desk near the window. This is so unreal! Did they even see me walk in or something? I cleared my throat once to make them realize that I am already in the class room, but shit they didn't even hear me. I look to the paper again making sure that this is the right room but shit this is the exact fucking room!
"Hey guys look the teacher is here!" one of the kids who are setting near the desk shouted.
"Ha! He's late!" another one shouted and pointed at me. Which everyone followed and did the same thing.
Pointing and making fun of me is one of the things that I really hate. And this fucked up brainless kids were teasing me!
"Shut up or I'll give each one of you a detention," I said and lean back on the board.
Everyone then got quiet and just looks at me if I am serious or not. When they saw me looking down on my schedule then all started talking and laughing. God this is so not my thing. But then I have to do it.
"Ok guys we have to start the class now and if you don't shut your mouth up then I can't teach you," I said while looking at them.
When they got quiet I told them to get some papers out and write their name on it and pass it forward. After doing it I collected their papers and sat down on my desk. Scanning through each one of their paper I called out each one of the names and look to each one of them.
"This is getting boring," I said out loud which of course make the student look up at me with confusion on their eyes.
"What?" Louisa said while looking at me.
"I said it's boring in here," I repeated and look at them.
"You're a teacher. Why don't you teach us something?" one of the kids in the back said.
"That's a good question," I said out loud and pick up the book for the class.
"You're boring," the kid who's setting in front of me said and look at me.
"Yeah I know," I answered and look back at him.
"Tell us something about yourself. We don't even know your name," he said and looks around the class.
"Ok that's cool, lets introduce each other and then we'll get to know each other," I said and smiles at them.
"Go ahead then," the kid said. What a smart ass!
"Ok, each one of you have to ask me one question, and I am going to answer it ok? But before you ask me the question you have to say your name first so everyone's going to know who you are," I said and pointed to the girl on my left.
"My name is Jenna, and my question is why you are so boring?" Jenna said and laughs a little.
"Well Jenna, maybe I am boring because this is my first time teaching," I answered and pointed to the next kid.
"I am Andy, now tell us your name," he said.
"Hello Andy, my name is Edward. Edward Hunter," I answered and look to the next student.
"My name is Kenneth, and I want to ask you how old you are," Kenneth asks and gushes.
"I am 27 Kenneth," I answered. Our games continued until the class ended. They're fun to talk to when you get to know each one of them. They all have a lot of questions and I sometimes won't answer some of their questions because it's too personal.
The next two classes ended and it was all fun. The lunch break is the subject that I really like because I can rest for a while. I didn't go to the cafeteria knowing that it's going to be full of hungry students, so I headed out to Mr. Harrison's office. When I came to the office, the nurse told me that the ass go home early. Maybe the ass knows that I'll come back to his fucking office and ask him to change the subject. Well sorry ass face! I like the subjects that you gave me.
I headed back to the next class, which is in the gym, and was hoping that no one's in there yet. But of course to my great stupidness, I didn't know that some students would be early for their next class. I walked back to the locker and put on my things on my table. I don't know what else to do so I waited for a while, waiting for some other teacher to come in. the bell rang so I walked out and saw that lots of students already came in and go to their individual lockers. I didn't know what to do until someone asks me to move and saw a guy standing in front of me.
"Ha umm excuse me," he said and walk in to the teacher's room.
"Hey you're a teacher too right?" I asked and look at him.
"Yeah, I bet you're the new teacher here," he said, putting his stuff to his own table and opened his locker.
"Yeah I'm only staying here for six months and after that go back to my regular work," I said and walked to my locker.
"That's nice," he said and smile at me, and then added, "you better change now. You're not running with your students in that clothes right?"
"Oh yeah I forgot," I said and walked next to him.
We changed our clothes silently and damn you might call me a pervert but this guy got the sexiest body! I mean he got a slender body and it is so fucking white! His hair is a little bit whiter than mine and his eyes are deep blue. Fuck this guy! His eyelashes were long too, and lips so kissable.
"Hey are you putting your P.E. clothes or what?" he asked while looking straight at me.
"Uh yeah," I answered and look away.
""You're a strange guy you know that?" he said and walk to his desk.
"Yeah, wait what?" I answered but then realized that he just called me `a strange guy'.
"I am just kidding!" he said and laughs.
"We better go now," I said and walked up to the door.
The first day is okay and kind of fun. The last period was fun too and the guy that I have to share the gym with is working in the school for about three years now. We joined our class together and make them run for about a mile and walk for another mile. We both joined our class and after walking we dismissed the class and go home. It is fun hanging out with another teacher and it's really fun knowing that he's the same age as you are. His students were calling him Mr. J and I don't even know what's his first name is so I am calling him J too. I don't know about this J guy that I just met but then I know that he is fun to hang out with. I headed back to my house, with J's image pasted on my perverted mind.