Friday

Mr. Jackson walked into class and straight to his desk with a smile on his perfectly shaped lips, the smile that was almost always present. When he wasn’t smiling, he had a soft pout…but that was only when he was concentrating. Mr. Jackson looked up at the class with a thoughtful expression.

Good morning, everyone! I graded your tests from Monday and I will pass them out. I must say, you all did a fantastic job.

He began to pass the graded tests out, a few of the girls swooning after he walked away. Nearly every girl at school thought he was “smoking hot”. Mr. Jackson stopped in front of your desk and smiled down at you, handing you your test.

You did absolutely wonderfully. he tilted his head slightly I loved your essay.