Yesterday, I met the teacher I was to sub for because he just wasn’t ready with his sub plans. He was spending the day at the school, observing other teachers (because he’s a first year and needs to get ideas from other people), so he dropped in every so often to check on his class.
Really interesting guy. Dressed really well, with kind of dark kakhi pants and a white dress shirt, with the top couple of buttons undone and a white t-shirt underneath. His hair was well gelled, but, by the end of the day, the gel was gone and his hair just flopped. In a sexy sort of way. He hates pop (or just the Now music CDs, the kids told me), but loves James Jackson or whatever it is. Kind of beachy, easy listening stuff. His walls were bare, except for the occasional, subject related, poster. His desk was immaculate, save for a small pile of notices from his mailbox, and a small pile of magazines. The top of which was GQ. With Orlando Bloom on the cover. And a blaring headline next to Orli’s face, saying “Reach Your Peak!!” A guy that attractive I don’t think has a problem getting laid.
Yes, I fantasized about the teacher I subbed for yesterday. And today I subbed the class right next door to his, so I saw him some more.
I need to stop thinking so much about guys and just get my school work done.
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