This Love Was Accidental
Chapter 3
P.O.V Jack.
I was starting teaching at Baltimore Academy today, I had only just graduated as being a fully qualified music teacher. I went to get out of bed and was suddenly hit with bad nausea. A mix of really bad nerves and the fact that I had went out to a bar last night. Don't ask why I thought that wouldn't be a good idea but I did. 'Calm down Jack', I told myself. 'You'll be fine, what's the worst that can happen?'. I got up and stretched, many of my joins satisfyingly cracking as I did. I made my way to the shower, peeled of my boxers, turned on the water, stepped in and let the water run over my body, calming my nerves. I had just stood in the shower for 5 minutes when memories of last night began to hit me.
* Flashback to night before *
I had the beautiful caramel haired boy up against the door to the bar, 'just where I want you', I thought to myself with a smile. I was currently working on leaving a trail of hickeys down the boy's neck whilst rubbing his crotch, palming him through his jeans. He moaned loudly and I quickened my speed and pressed harder. Suddenly the boy was grabbing my crotch rubbing just as hard and fast I was, both of us moaning loudly, both of us so close to...
* End of flashback *
'Shit!', I yelled my hot water suddenly turning freezing cold. I hate this flat and the fact the water temperature changes whenever it likes. I quickly washed my hair and jumped out the shower grabbing a towel to wrap round my waist and walking back to my room. I dried off quickly and got dressed in black skinny jeans, a dress shirt and a black skinny tie. Not gonna lie, I looked good. I dried my hair off with a hair dryer, straightened it and styled it into my usual Mohawk kind of style. I had what I guess people would call skunk hair cause I had a blonde stripe going through my hair, I liked it though. After giving myself a final once over in the mirror, I put on my shoes, grabbed my bag and left for my first day of teaching music.
Baltimore Academy was just your usual school, students rushed around banging into you without as much as a 'sorry' and people just generally ignored you unless you were popular. I found my way to the principals office where I was given a time table of all my classes, wished the best of luck and sent off to my class to prepare for my first period class.
The bell rang signalling the start of first period, I was currently in the store cupboard collecting jotters for my first period class. I hurried back to the class not wanting to be late and walked through the door to see the most shocking thing I could ever see.
The beautiful boy I had came onto in the bar, was sitting in the front row staring at me with an expression of utter shock. What had I done.
I was starting teaching at Baltimore Academy today, I had only just graduated as being a fully qualified music teacher. I went to get out of bed and was suddenly hit with bad nausea. A mix of really bad nerves and the fact that I had went out to a bar last night. Don't ask why I thought that wouldn't be a good idea but I did. 'Calm down Jack', I told myself. 'You'll be fine, what's the worst that can happen?'. I got up and stretched, many of my joins satisfyingly cracking as I did. I made my way to the shower, peeled of my boxers, turned on the water, stepped in and let the water run over my body, calming my nerves. I had just stood in the shower for 5 minutes when memories of last night began to hit me.
* Flashback to night before *
I had the beautiful caramel haired boy up against the door to the bar, 'just where I want you', I thought to myself with a smile. I was currently working on leaving a trail of hickeys down the boy's neck whilst rubbing his crotch, palming him through his jeans. He moaned loudly and I quickened my speed and pressed harder. Suddenly the boy was grabbing my crotch rubbing just as hard and fast I was, both of us moaning loudly, both of us so close to...
* End of flashback *
'Shit!', I yelled my hot water suddenly turning freezing cold. I hate this flat and the fact the water temperature changes whenever it likes. I quickly washed my hair and jumped out the shower grabbing a towel to wrap round my waist and walking back to my room. I dried off quickly and got dressed in black skinny jeans, a dress shirt and a black skinny tie. Not gonna lie, I looked good. I dried my hair off with a hair dryer, straightened it and styled it into my usual Mohawk kind of style. I had what I guess people would call skunk hair cause I had a blonde stripe going through my hair, I liked it though. After giving myself a final once over in the mirror, I put on my shoes, grabbed my bag and left for my first day of teaching music.
Baltimore Academy was just your usual school, students rushed around banging into you without as much as a 'sorry' and people just generally ignored you unless you were popular. I found my way to the principals office where I was given a time table of all my classes, wished the best of luck and sent off to my class to prepare for my first period class.
The bell rang signalling the start of first period, I was currently in the store cupboard collecting jotters for my first period class. I hurried back to the class not wanting to be late and walked through the door to see the most shocking thing I could ever see.
The beautiful boy I had came onto in the bar, was sitting in the front row staring at me with an expression of utter shock. What had I done.
Notes
Meet Mr Barakat everyone!!love everyone who reads! Xo
10/31/13