you enter the class in a rush, cause your already 10 minutes late, yikes what a bad impression.. you open the door, sighing. they where of course talking probably sick of waiting of her, shit.. "hi class.." you say as you sit down infront of the class. "Im sorry for being late, i missed my bus, as your probably already know then im gonna by your teacher for awhile...cause your original teacher got, well sick." the teacher they used to have got sick with stress. you look at all the small heads in the classroom, suddenly you notice one specific student. a boy, who probably was around 15 years old like the rest of them, short brown hair with glasses, he was looking up at you, looking tired like the rest of them.

"right so, you guys can go ahead and find your books, if you have any questions then you can come up and ask." you say.