When your mother had called you asking to attend a parent conference in her place for your little brother, you were a little skeptical. But as you were standing there, brother by your side you immediately perked up when his teacher came out. He was a total hottie and surprisingly young.

He stood in the doorway with his hands in his pockets, totally suave with a soft smile on his face.

“Hello, your mother informed me you would be attending in her place yes? Im James Monroe, his teacher.”