The bell that started school went off, signaling that you were late. It was your first day in a new grade at high school, and you’d heard lots about your new teachers. Mr. Flareon was your first teacher to start off for math. You’d heard rumors that Mr. Flareon was short tempered but drop dead handsome. Your next class would be chemistry with Ms. Vaporeon. You’d heard that she could be childish but she was a good teacher. Next would be Mr. Jolteon’s P.E. Class—who was rumored to be pretty laid-back. Ms. Sylveon would be the next, who was your writing tecsher who was rumored to be sweet and apparently pretty cute. Next would be Mrs. Leafeon—your reading teacher who was apparently quiet and mostly let kids do whatever. Next would be Mr. Umbreon—who teaches history. He was apparently no-nonsense but very handsome. Then would be Ms. Espeon—language teacher. She was rumored to be the most elegant and pretty of the teachers—and the most funny. Your last class of the day would be Mrs. Glaceon who teaches anatomy. She was rumored to be strict but calm and reliable to talk to. as you stepped into Mr. Flareon’s class for math, you were met with a set of bright yellow eyes burning with anger Mr. Flareon: Why are you late Ms/Mr. (Insert name)? Like the rumors entailed, he was quite the handsome Pokemon..