Problems

Hpe teacher x student <part 1>

• New start to the school year and I was excited for it. Not for the work but for my friends and a few of the teachers. Or should I suck it up and admit that it’s only one.

• You see, last year I would always joke around and say that a particular teacher was good looking, or maybe I said hot. Anyways, my school has just over 900 kids and I heard that when this teacher arrived, some of the girls started to develop crushes, and the problem is, the bloody guys clueless. Well I think he is.

•I walked into school with a positive attitude and ready to see all my friends. I found the first one, Kate. Kate’s been friends with me for about a year and she was probably one of my most important friends. I thought for sure that she would unfriend me after all the things I said about the guy but no, she was still sitting there, smiling like always.

• “wow, you look different” was my greeting. “Can’t say the same” was my greeting, followed by a joking face. “very funny, anyways how was Christmas holidays?” She asked. “Yeah it was good, I even started to miss school a tiny bit” I replied, surprisingly admitting. “Yeah I think everyone does after a while” she nodded.

•here I was in maths, waiting for that unfamiliar sound to ring. The bell rang finally and I made my way down to the subject I always wanted to start doing. Hpe extension.

•I walked down the terraces, hoping to see some familiar faces. So far I could only see two. When I made it on the oval - where we were supposed to meet- I walked over to the familiar faces - Talisha and heather (NOT MY FRIENDS ACTUAL NAMES)-.

•”how long have you guys been waiting here for?” I asked. “Ten minutes” heather calculated. “I wonder who we have, hopefully it’s not some cranky old teacher, because I know we have some of them” I hoped.

•it was true, if we got an old teacher we would barely get any practical side of the unit.

•A group of boys grabbed their football and started to pass it around. I knew they were going to get yelled at if they started a proper game.

•”pass the ball you idiot-

•”that’s enough, thanks boys” shouted a guy at the top of terraces.

•the sunlight beamed down at the small figure. As soon as the sunlight faded I watched carefully what the man looked like.

•holy crap, there he was, the man I had been trying to get out my head. The man that I had explicitly told my brain to finally get over. The man I had to stop talking about. There he was. Standing on top of the terraces, looking down at his class, scanning and analysing each and every student carefully.

•the man I’d tried to get out of my head, was now teaching my class.

•His eyes were covered by black sunglasses and he was wearing a long sleeve shirt -the same material as a fishing shirt- (actually I’m pretty sure it was a fishing shirt) just like almost every other day the year before. He was wearing shorts that just cut above his knees and black socks with stripes on the top (RVCA union socks) and kind of old Adidas shoes.

•his hair was dirty blonde and parted just like the curtain hairstyle, except it was natural. I realised that I maybe took a bit too much attention and that’s why I knew what he looked like. That definitely was a bad thing.

•I snapped out of my daydream and looked at the guy, who was now coming down the stairs. “Sir do we have you” talisha asked. “You got it right” he gave a tiny smile, which sadly didn’t show off his teeth. “Unless you don’t want me to be” he backed away slowly. “no, no sir stay, stay” Talisha said quickly. “Well that’s good, because I’m here to stay” he answered.

•”so we do have you?” some guy asked. The teacher looked up from his clipboard and nodded. “Wait so your our HPX teacher?” Another person asked still obviously confused. “Yes, for prac and theory. 4 times a week” the teacher informed.

• “So you won’t leave us” I stupidly asked. “Now why would i do that” he asked, his head tilting as if he was confused. “Well I don’t know. Probably because- well I don’t know, just wanted to know if you wouldn’t miss a lesson” I explained - that sounded very suspicious -. “No, ha ha. I hope not” he said, laughing which showed off his straight white teeth.

•”now you guys are starting to confuse me. So, no more questions and let me explain really quick. My name is Mr Simpson and I am your teacher for hpx this year. Now I’ve only taught like, a few of you, because I can memorise faces from last year. And I definitely know that I haven’t been anyone’s all year round, one subject teacher in this class. I’ve only ever been a substitute for a few of you guys.” he explained, telling us a tiny introduction about who he was. Well I already knew what his name was but I guess a few of these guys were confused.

•”now lets try and start this term off fresh and fun.”