Mickeys's Professor

Nerves.

Ian's POV
I'm a fucking nervous wreck. This is my first real shot of making something for my future. I don't want to be this depressed guy anymore, who mopes around in his bedroom all day. Jesus Christ who the fuck am I? Frank? I don't think so! Anyways today marks the first day of me being a supply in South Sides only college, yep. I can't fuck this up.

Getting dressed in my best suit I own from my sister Fiona's failed wedding, I was looking pretty sharp, but still a mess.
I did the same old thing with my hair and took my meds as I knew I'll be needing some sanity in my life today.
I grabbed my backpack and coat and I was of, on my way to possible social suicide.

Mickeys POV
Same shit different semester. I'm back to the place full of old generic asshole viagroids and a bunch off students that are scared of me and girls that want me, ugh. I mean, sweet i fucking love girls! Stop lying to yourself Mickey, you fag. Hey thoughts, do you mind shutting the fuck up a second? Yeah, thanks. Anyways its's about time I left as I'm pretty sure first period just started. Great time for me to leave!

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Arriving early i took it upon myself to meet all of the professors and who I would be filling in for today as a trail run, i guess.

"Ah, Mr Gallagher! Great to meet you finally." We shook hands.

"I'm professor Steel and you'll be filling in for me today. Correct?"

"Um, yeah." I nodded and smiled nervously. Play it cool Ian.

"Okayy, So i guess ill show you your classroom and we'll get you started with the lesson plan."

"Sounds great!" I said enthusiastically trying to mask the fact that i was anxious as fuck.

He took me to my first class gave me an over view of the English I would be teaching today and I waited for people to arrive. Show time...