Staff Room

Although possibly not as stressful a lesson as any other, music had totally tired out Jesse, and it had only been two lessons. Mind, his first day was going better than expected. His first class, a bunch of ninth graders, had been excellent, and he had already been able to dive deep into their new module. It was something new to the curriculum, and Jesse was excited to teach it.

He slung his guitar over the seat of his classroom chair and made his way over to the staff room, deciding a nice, cold drink would cool him down and prepare him for the next class to teach, which he had spotted were Seniors. He didn't mind Seniors, but they could be a lot of work as it was their exam year.

Jesse pushed open the door to the staff room, noticing another teacher over by the coffee machine. "Morning." He said politely, fixing his jacket and pouring himself a nice glass of water.

Jesse nodded over at the other man, looking over at his coffee in a strangely coloured mug- black. But the most distinct thing about him was his accent- a strong Manchester accent, just like his. He wondered where this man was from- it obviously couldn't be America.

"Busy day?" He asked, taking a sip from his lovely cold drink. He felt it as it travelled through him, taking much of the heat away. He continued to look at the man, admiring his contoured facial features and rather interesting dress-sense.

"Ah," Jesse said with a small nod, "I've got a class of Seniors next." He blinked a little as his hair got in his eyes, before pushing it to the side slightly to keep it out of the way. He took another sip from his drink, noticing the other man do the same.

"So, how long have you been teaching here?" He asked. The question had really come out of nowhere, but seeing it had already been asked, he decided to stick by it. It was good to get to know another member of staff, apart from the headmistress.

Jesse gave him a small nod, which sends his hair right back into his eyes. This time, though, he didn't bother to push it out of the way. "Yeah, my parents decided to relocate to a town quite near here and I wanted to be close to them." He explained, finishing off the drink and placing the glass in the sink. "Well, I think I'll head back to my room before the bell goes." He announced.

A quick run of the hand through his hair and a small smile as goodbye brought Jesse out of the door, and he began walking down the crowded corridor of students towards his classroom.

Destiny

I stand in front of Mr Whiteside. " Sorry to disturb you sir..I'm just.." I say covering my mouth and sighing.

Destiny

I shake my head. "I just can't...anymore..its too much" I say and let out a few tears.