West Burbank High School isn't known for their athletics, but they excel in Mu Alpha Theta competitions and state testing scores. Their Arts Department is strong as well as the Computer Science Department. But, it is a new year and the principal was to announce the new additions to the staff. Chuck Bartowski, head of the Computer Science Department, sits next to Morgan Grimes, Literature in Media and Business Education teacher, in the cafeteria as they wait for Principal Tucker's announcements.

"Chuck, hottie coming in at your 10 o'clock," Morgan whispers with wide eyes.

Chuck tries to discreetly turn to his left, pretending to check the clock on the cafeteria wall. His gaze falls upon the beautiful blonde searching for a seat. When he feels that he's been staring for too long, he rotates back to Morgan.

"Wow," is all that Chuck can say.

Morgan nods his head enthusiastically. "Yeah, dude. I'm praying she's in my department."

Chuck eyes the woman for a second. "Nah, she doesn't look boring enough to be Business Education. No offense."

Morgan narrows his eyes at him, "Thanks. Well, she's obviously not teaching nerdy computer stuff so keep dreaming." When Morgan looks to Chuck he finds that he is beginning to stand up. "What're you doing?"

"She's sitting all by herself and no one has asked her to sit with them. I feel bad, so I'm going to invite her to sit with us," Chuck explains as he stands up to full height.

"Chuck, you know I'm your best friend, but you must be going crazy if you think a girl that hot will agree to sit with you, the lanky nerd, and me, the dark haired leprechaun."

Chuck shrugs, "Worth a try." He leaves Morgan sitting at the table and tries to casually walk over to the blonde, his palms sweating and his fingers twitching. When he stops in front of her table she doesn't look up from her phone. "Hi," he says a little too excitedly.

She glances up from her device, "Hi." She eyes him, taking in his unkept curls, button up with a cheap tie, and high top Converse.

He fidgets with his tie for a second before putting out his hand. "I'm Chuck."

"Wow, I didn't think people still named their kids Chuck."

"My parents were sadists," he counters with a smirk. Chuck puts his hands in his pockets and rocks back on his heels. "So," he gestures to her.

"Sarah."

He nods. "So, Sarah, I noticed that it looked a little lonely over here and I was wondering if you'd like to sit with my buddy Morgan and me," he asks and points to Morgan who waves from his seat, intently watching the interaction.

"Morgan?"

"Yeah, carnival freaks found him in a dumpster, but they raised him as one of their own." He smiles when this makes Sarah laugh. She frowns down at her phone. "Phone troubles?"

She sighs, putting down her phone. "Yes, it keeps randomly shutting down."

"Mind if I take a look?" She shakes her head and hands it to him. "Ah, yes, this model has a little screw in the back that just needs to be tightened," he says as examines the cellphone. Chuck digs out his Swiss Army knife and quickly tightens the screw before handing it back to her. "Good as new. Well, not really. I recommend maybe getting an upgrade."

Sarah smiles, "Thanks, Chuck. And I'll take you up on that offer. Lead the way."

Chuck tries to contain his grin as she stands and follows him back to his table. He sits with Morgan to his right and Sarah to his left. "Morgan, this is Sarah."

Morgan eagerly reaches across Chuck to shake Sarah's hand. "Nice to meet you, Sarah."

Just as Morgan sits back in his seat, Principal Tucker walks up on stage. "Good morning faculty and staff of West Burbank High! Thank you all for coming. We have a few things to discuss. First and foremost we need to talk about our new team members. If it's your first year here, please stand up!"

Sarah looks to Chuck and he gives her a thumbs up. She stands and looks around at the other new teachers.

"Now we're going to go around and introduce yourselves and say one thing you like to do," he laughs, "I'm just messing with you guys. Welcome, we are very glad to have you all join us and look forward to a great year."

Principal Tucker drones on about updated policies and future events. Chuck steals glances at Sarah as she listens to the speech. Still looking forward, Chuck leans close to Sarah, "What classes are you teaching?"

She turns to look at him and their faces are so close that he gets to see the different shades of blue swimming in her eyes before he leans an appropriate distance away.

"Psychology and Forensic Science," she says as her eyes do a quick flicker to his lips and back to his eyes, but not without him noticing.

"Fun classes," he breathes out as his focus his narrowed on just Sarah.

"Yeah," Sarah whispers.

The spell is broken when Morgan nudges Chuck.

"Dude, did you just hear what Big Mike said?" He asks with glee.

He glances at Sarah and back to Morgan, "Uh, no. Why? What'd he say?"

"There was some huge anonymous donation given to the school so now not only do we get slight raises but we get a better budget for Department needs and dances!" Morgan presses his hands together in front of his lips as if he was praying. "This is gonna be a great year."

"Yeah it is," Chuck says as he thinks about a year close to Sarah.