RHETT:
Rhett sometimes envied the other teachers. He couldnāt bring himself to forge a teaching license, because he couldnāt deprive kids of actually learning something. (He had looked for nearby drama teacher openings, although the guidance counselor one was closer and better pay, so he stuck with that.)Ā āNope, never gets old. Even if youāre on the third major breakup of the week between the same two students.āĀ
āOh, Jesus Christ, no. Not for all the money in the world,ā heād not even finished high school. But that was information to be kept close to his chest,Ā āI probably wouldnāt even go back to college. My twenties were a trainwreck,ā Yeah, Rhett killed a man and did a ton of blow, his twenties could be considered one of the largest trainwrecks in human history.Ā
āI know. I try to push them towards people their own age. Apparently, thereās a whole twitter community for kids who are in love with their teachers, so thatās definitely not helping,ā he didnāt know why kids kept explaining their social media presence to him. It helped him understand what was going on, sure. But did he really need to know?Ā āJust - watch out. If you get love letters my advice is trash them.āĀ
Daniel smiled, picking up on Rhettās sarcasm. He felt a sense of camaraderie to other educators, a degree of comfortability to ācomplainā about the students with the underlying understanding that they cared about them.Ā āIt feels cyclical, no? Hell, I didnāt believe in astrology until I started spending all of my time with teenagers.ā He said, only half-joking.
Laughing, he nodded, relating to the quickness of RhettāsĀ āno.ā Raising his eyebrows, Daniel took a swig from his water bottle.Ā āYeahā I definitely feel that. Though, Iām not sure that Iām not a trainwreck even still.āĀ
Pushing his breath through his teeth, Daniel shifted uncomfortably in his seat. A Twitter community? Surely this was not so common.Ā āThatās bizarre. Keep... pushing them. Any other tips for me? I could stop showering, grow out my hair...āĀ












