lonely blossom

1: just another day

I woke up to the sounds of birds chirping outside my open window. I felt a cold gust of wind brush against my face as I sat up, the sun gleams in my eyes. The day starts off like every other and never changes. I grab a bowl from my cupboard and start chopping some fresh strawberries and grapes, licking the juice from the tip of the knife.

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I get my bag ready and pack my paperwork for the day, I start the car and head off to work. As I pull off my road I hear school students yelling from across the street, and people taking their dogs outside for morning walks. I roll down my window and I feel the fresh morning breeze blow my tie into my face, the pressure felt relaxing and I took a deep breath before turning into the car park.

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The bell rang for the first period, I headed to my first classrom: D5.
As I was walking up the stairs I heard boys shouting from across the hallways, running around and shoving the other students to the side, leaving them pushed against the walls of the corridor. When I made it up the stairs I could see that some of my students had already been there in the classroom, talking to eachother, not noticing me walk into the room and placing my bag down at my desk. I turned on the computer and loaded up the class register. I had to tell them to be quiet so I could hear their voices.
'Okay quiet please'
Nobody listened.
'Quiet for the register'
The class became more quiet but I still heard short whispers echoing through the room with a hint of giggles. I raised my voice and started calling out names.
'Jem' .. 'yes sir'

'Delilah' .. 'yes sir'

'Zoe' .. 'yes sir'

As I read down the list I noticed we were missing a few students,
'Have any of you seen fabian this morning?'

'I think he got lost'
Said a voice in the distance. But I couldn't quite tell through the talking and chatter in the classroom.

'Okay open your books and write today's date and title, STATES OF MATTER'

Most students had already been writing in their books and some hadn't even opened their first page
'Come on Tom you can't write the title if your book isn't open'

'But sir I'm tired and I don't have a pen'

What kind of idiot comes into school without a pen? Just open your book and start writing for gods sake.
'Hurry up I don't have the patience to deal with you this morning'

I'm so fed up of this repetitive life of students not listening, if anyone was to know best in this room it would be me. So why are people taking advantage of my life? Nobody really cares how I feel and how my life is outside of work.
'Mr fawkes!'

I looked up and saw fabian standing at the door in a state, he looked like he'd been dragged through a hedge backwards.
'Sorry sir I got a bit caught up with time'

'Oh well go grab your book and start writing'
Fabian took a seat in the front row next to a friend of his. Let's get this lesson over with.

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The bell finally went off and I packed away my things as the students ran out of the classroom.
'No running! walk slower!'
Nobody listened as I picked up my bag and walked up to the science office. On my way I waved to Mrs Riley and she waved back. Finally some appreciation. I walked into the room and I saw Mr Crawford-sharpe. A senior science technician. I sat near him.
'Good morning sir' he spoke

'Good morning'

'How are you doing?'

'Not too bad today, how are you?'

'Good, got anything new happening?'

I hesitated for a second, trying to think about anything new in my life. But nothing came across my mind.
'No, same old same old.. you?'

'Same here really, but I do tend to see this young girl looking at me in the hallways, trying to get my attention.. I think it's sweet to be noticed every now and then..'

Lucky for him I'm never really noticed around, nobody really appreciates my prehistoric life.

'Yeah sure is..'

I let out a sigh before taking out my notebook and checking my next class. As everyone walked out of the room.

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I sat up out of my chair and opened the door. To my surprise there was a beautiful woman standing there infront of my eyes. Her precious silver strands of hair flicked across her shoulder and she swept her hand over her head, trying to brush it out of her face. I could not believe what I was seeing.. was this really what I needed.. I stood there staring into her eyes as she lightly shoved the door, suggesting she wanted to move past. I woke from my trance and opened the door wider so she could come through. She smiled at me and my heart lit up. I managed to only just read her name on her tag..
"Miss G mail"
Could this be.. the woman of my dreams..?
The bell rang from a distance and I heard a group of people walking towards the hall, I headed off in a hurry.
                    Thinking about her..