Chapter 1: Mr. Babe

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I am in front of my classroom.

13B Mr. Jackson; Life Skills

I've never heard of a Mr. Jackson. I bet he is gonna be one of those old teachers who try to be fun, but they aren't. Jackson sounds like a last name for old people.

"Mary!" My best friend Claire says to me.

"Hey Clay."

"Stop calling me that!" She giggles.

"So, who is Mr. Jackson?" I ask.

"He is a new teacher. But no one knows anything about him."

"Well, I guess we are about to find out who this, Mr. Jackson is." I say opening the door.

When I walk in the door, I see a man, with brownish creamy skin, black curly shoulder-length hair, coffee brown eyes, and a white suit. He is eating an apple, while greeting all of us.

"Morning!" He says to me.

"Good morning Mr. Jackson! I'm Mary! It's a pleasure meeting you!" I say.

"Well Mary, I love your social skills. Do you have a lot of friends?" He asks.

"Yes actually, I do." I smile.

"Well I can see why!" He winks.

"Where should I sit?"

"It doesn't matter. We are getting new seats anyways."

"Oh okay."

I walk towards the back of the classroom. And take a seat next to my friend Elivia.

"Looky here! We have Miss. Flirtatious over here!" She says.

I laugh and nudge her arm.

"Ha! You wish!" I say.

The bell rings, and we all sit down. Mr. Jackson stands in front of his desk.

"Good morning everyone! I'm Mr. Jackson. And to start things off, we will change seats."

He reads his seating chart, telling everyone where to go.

"And Mary, is here." He says.

I walk over to the seat, that is right next to his desk. He smiles at me.

"Well, what a coincidence." He winks.

I smile at him, making sure he knew I acknowledged him.

"Alright class, now today we are going to start a new unit on babies. How babies are made, how they are born, proper care, and growing up."

I look around the room, and the girls are practically drooling over him.

"Oh! I forgot to do attendance! One minute." He says.

Once he finishes taking attendance, he stands in front of his desk.

"Who would like to take this down to the office for me?" He asks.

All of the girls say Meee!!! Or they jump around trying to get his attention.

"Mary." He smiles.

All of the girls groan.

"Would you like to take this down for me?"

"Of coarse." I say.

I wasn't even raising my hand, losers...

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"Mary!" Claire calls motioning me to sit down near her."

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