Art class – first day of School
Ahh, art class. I'm in my element, yeah I love anything artsy, except dance, I am not coordinated at all. I've had this art teacher for 2 years, her name is Mrs. Tamara. A lot of people hate her class because of her strictness, but she's one of my favorite teachers right next to Mr. Fagan and Mr. Welchy. I
was pulled from my thoughts by Mrs. Tamara speaking.
"My former students know the drill, that leaves only one new student to my class, Which I am guessing is the young man in the back of the room whom I have never seen before, either that or the janitors snuck in a dummy into my class room. What's your name kid?"
"William, William fern."
Oh. My. God. Brad pitt had nothing on this kid. He is gorgeous, is it even possible for a guy to be gorgeous, because he is! He had dark almost black curls, and extremely light, almost white blue eyes. And I mean you could almost see through his irises.
I could tell by the gasp coming from Tricia mullner that she agreed that this stunning creature was, well stunning. She was already digging through her purse for her makeup bag, so she could plaster another layer of fake onto her face. Poor William, She'd have her claws in him within a few days, she was after all head Barbie. 70% of her face is really made of plastic there's no denying she's plastic, she had her first nose job at the age of 8 for Christ sake. Then out of nowhere plastic boobs.
"Josephina, would you mind if I asked you to be Williams guide to the rules of this class, and be his official guide for the first month he's here."
Thank you Mrs. Tamara, maybe I can get this ridiculously handsome boy to meet my friends before the Barbie's get to him. I feel like I've just saved a drowning puppy from a shark!
I got up from my table in the art room to go sit with him. He looked…..shocked. I swear to god the second he looked in to my face. A look of recognition passed his features.
"hi William, my name is Josephina. But most people call me Jo."
He smiled.
"In that case, since were being casual, you may call me Will."
"do you like the arts Will"
"I live for nothing else, save for meeting pretty girls whose names start with J's"
Oh. My. God. Gorgeous guy say what! He was goth too, and he liked art! The gods have sent me my perfect man in the form of a Hunk! I love my life.