Mr. Dun //joshler [✔]

two

after first period, tyler was talking with ryan in between classes when he spotted a freakishly tall man walking through the sea of kids.

"who's that?" he asked ryan.

"who?"

"that guy that's like six feet tall!"

"oh, the guy with yellow hair?"

"yeah."

"that's mr. dun. he's a substitute."

"who's he in for?"

"today he's in for mr. wentz."

tyler groaned. mr. wentz taught junior english, a class tyler didn't have since he was a senior.

"he's fucking hot," tyler said bluntly, watching the man disappear into a classroom.

"he's six foot five. i asked him before."

"how come i never knew he existed?!"

"i dunno, he sticks out like a sore thumb."

tyler thought for a second, wanting to find a reason to stop by junior english.

"you have art with brendon next, right?" ryan interrupted his thinking.

"yeah, why?"

"ask him about mr. dun. he knows a lot about him."

"okay..." tyler said slowly, wondering how his friend could have known such a hot guy and not have introduced him to tyler.

"well, see ya later. tell brendon i love him," ryan grinned, running off to his next class.

tyler rolled his eyes and began walking to art, racking his brain for any reason he could possibly have to take a visit to junior english.