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Josh
Age:24

When He was a boy he wanted to be a nurse, but once he got to college he had a change of heart and decided to teach instead, he taught and art class, when he was young he drew all the time, now he was really good at it. He is the same guy as he was In school, Kind, shy, and not really into girls. He never dated in High-school and he didnt really date in college either.

It was his first day teaching and he had everything ready. He fixed his tie and his hair, he rolled up his sleeves showing some tattoos he has on his arms. When everyone was seated he spoke. "All right kiddos, call me Mr j." He wrote it on the chalk board. "Now, I am teaching Art 101, basic beginner class." He said walking back an forth. "Ill be handing out this syllabus, read it through and at the bottom your first assignment should be to draw out a picture to describe something you love or did, feared even"

" I expect silence during this time" He sat at his desk going through his papers and checking his email online. He hoped he was doing Ok, It was his first year here.

Name: Layola
Age:15

Layol never really fit in with her classmates. She was a smart student she rather pick up a book that would talk her to lalaland then actually live in the real world. She was an only child and her parents were barely ever home. She basically lived alone with her nana. She dreamed of leaving her high school and traveling the world meeting new people. But she was stuck for now she is waiting to spread her wings and fly.

Layola took her seat and listen to what her teacher said. She looked at him he seemed nice she hopped to pass his class. She was good at drawing but still needed work. he listened to what he had instructed them to do. She grabbed he book and began to draw..a dove spreading its wings.

Josh was drawing a tree, with the moon and stairs behind it, watching it grow up to be strong. He stood back up and spoke to his class. "Alright, these are my office hours, and email, feel free to either write me or come see me if you need help, the first d=few assignments may be easy, but I promise as the course goes on, it will get challenging" He then sat back down to finish his drawing, he noticed on of his students having troubles drawing, he walked around the room to look at what everyone was doing he stopped at Layola's desk. "Very pretty" He said and smiled, he noticed she felt awkward, he then remembered when he was in school, how he was the outcast, the weird one, in a way he still was, he ad tattoos and balls in is face.

Layola looked up at him and smiled she shyly said thank you and opened up a book and began to read since she was done.
Layola herd girls laughing behind her she tried to ignore it and continued to read. Sophia a girl who disliked layola began to talk to the girls around her. " So I guess she reads a lot since she cant get a boyfriend.... sad she will probably die old and alone I hear her parents do nt even like living with her that why they are never home."

Layola turned around her heart was broken and her eyes showed..it but she made it sound other wise " your right no one loves..me my parents are never home...but what you and tat so called boy friend have is far from love its lust and i rather have the real stuff not that cheap relationship that you and that jock have...." She stated as she pointed to her book "tuck everlasting" she looked at he book and showed it to her " This book shows what true love and pure love is .....i rather be alone then just with anyone" She stated as the bell rung and Layola left leaving everyone in her classroom speech less.

Josh looked at the girls who made fun of Layola. "Detention, ;lunch today" He said strictly, he then went after her "Hey you ok?" He asked the girl, he was walking beside her now" Dont worry about girls like that, there just jealous of you is all" He said smiling, trying to cheer her up. He knew how it felt, to be laughed at, judged. And he didn't like it, now did he like seeing it happen to someone else.

Layola looked up at her teacher " No big I am use to it...you know the classic you front fit in type of attention i get" she state as she looked at the ground. " Thank you for being concerned over my well being." she stated as she looked into his eyes. " No many teacher seem to care these days..." She stated as she looked at her drawing book in her hands.

He smiled. "I understand, I was just like you, when I was your age..." He said with a smile. "Stay strong, ok? If you ever need to talk, Please come talk to me" He said. Then he went back to his next class he coult help but think of his student, poor girl...he could not help but see himself in her.

She smiled at him. Something about his dark like looks brought something out from with in her. part of her wanted to get to know him. another wanted to not because she was scared to get to close to anyother human being what was she to do?

He finished off the day and headed home. He showed then slipped into some boxers and made him self some pasta and had a beer with it. Perfect. He graded papers as he ate and drank. After a few hours of that he headed to he'd for the night.

Layola threw her books into her bag in a angry frustrated manner. Why was she not like the other girls why was she so painfully odd and different from everyone else here ?Was she cursed by the gods or something...She threw her bag over her shoulder and began to make her way towards her home. Her empty home her parents were on vacation they left her alone..she was use to it they left all the time she was use to being on her own all alone.