"Buenos días alumnos!" Mr. Ismael said to their kids.
"Buenos días señor Ismael..." All the grade replied, in a very tired tone.
"I hate spanish..." Alvin said.
"But, you just tell that you like Ismael!" Britt said.
"Yes, but I hate to study spanish, I don't understand nothing!"
"Yeah... But, just study with a spanish teacher... By the way, Nick is from paraguay, they talk in spanish there!"
"Ustedes dos! Silencio! Silence!" Ismael said to Britt and Alvin.
"Ok... Let's talk later Britt..."
"Fine..."
"Can you explain me what are you doing here at this hour, Mr. Amarilla?"
"What's the matter miss? You said that I start working today!"
"Yes! But your hour is at 13:15, not at this hour!"
"Relax... I'm just came to see the school, to make friends... And to... You know... Familiarize with the school..." He replied.
"Don't try to persuade me!" Said mrs. Durton, the teacher's coordinator.
"Just relax, I'm not doing nothing wrong..."
"I'm seeing you... Don't do nothing stupid, my friend..."
"Fine querida..."
"Don't say me 'querida', I'm also know spanish!"
"Fine miss..."
He went out the coordination room.
He walk threw the empty hallway. He saw all the classes. History, english, spanish, art, and, finally, music. He enters the music room. It was empty. He turn on the lights, and saw the stage. He took an electric-acoustic guitar that was there and turn it on. He start playing a music. He also turn on a mic. So he starts to sing. Next to the music room, it was spanish class.
"Espérate un momento, Mark..." Ismael said, interrupting the speech of a student. "Is that Nick?"
"What the hell? I think is Nick!" Alvin said to his brothers and chipettes.
B: I can swear that is Nick!
T: Mr. Ismael, can we go outside to see who is singing?
I: Well... It's almost lunch time... Pueden retirarse.
All the class went outside. Then, everybody enter the music room.
Nick keep singing, until he stop and saw almost all the school in front of him. "Oh, I didn't expect public today..."
"My god! It was Nick!" Alvin said. "Now I can see his talent..." He said, sarcastically.
"Guys, sorry if I interrupt your classes... I didn't expect that you will heard it..."
The bell rang. It was lunch time.
"Ok... Everybody go to lunch... Nothing to see here." Ismael said.
All the students went to the canteen, aghast.
"Que coño hiciste? That was amazing dude!" Ismael said.
"Gracias loco. I just remember this song and... I start singing!" Nick replied.
"I love that song... You relly are a music teacher. You don't even start teaching, and every student love you already!"
"Yeah... But Durton HATE me for shure!"
"She hates everyone..."
"Well... Let's go to the canteen, quiero una empanada..."
"There's not 'empanadas' here." He laughed. " Let's eat a sandwich and that's it!"
"Oh well, whatever, nevermind..."
"Nirvana?"
"Always."
In the canteen, the chipmunks still don't believe what they saw.
S: That... Was... Amazing...
A: So cool...
B: I never expect to see that...
E: And he's gonna be our teacher...
T: Yes! How can you critique him Alvin?
A: I didn't know he was that good...
J: I'm aghast, I never think that a teacher, in class hours, plays the guitar and sing, whit Durton's supervision!
While they were talking, Mr. Ismael and Nick were entering.
"There's Amarilla!" A boy shouted.
Everybody start to applause and yell.
"Yeah, they really love you Nick!" Ismael said.
Nick laughed.
The 2 teachers ask for some sandwiches, when Durton enter.
"Oh god, here's comes, the queen Durton." Ismael said.
"Fuck, she gonna kick me out..." Nick said. "In my first day. Woohoo, new record."
"Nick, come to my office, right now." Durton said.
"Ok Mrs. General Boss Professor Durton." He said, whit his head down.
"What you do was..." Durton said.
"Amazing? Incredible? Admirable?" Nick said.
"You don't take nothing seriously?"
"Well... It depends... What you consider 'serious'?"
"Mr. Amarilla! Stop being that disrespectful!"
"Sorry, my fault..."
"You can't do that..."
"Why?"
"What about 'why?' It was classes time, you can't play an instrument and sing in middle of concentration time!"
"What's the matter? Everybody loves me! Teachers, students, even the cleaning lady!"
"And? You distract them!"
"No I don't... By the way..." He said as he start turning around in the chair. "Don't you think this can be a great scene for a movie?"
"What the... NO!" She shouted. "Live more seriously, Mr. Amarilla! This is not a movie! Welcome to the real life! The boring and serious real life!"
"That depends of you." He said, as he stand up. "You want a boring life, fine. Keep being annoying and all that stuff. You want a life of hate and respect, when you can be love and respect as I'm doing. If you want a real life whit nothing new and same routine everyday, it's ok, but is your life, so don't questioned or enter in my life and try to change, cause that don't gonna happens. Now good bye, Mrs. Durton."
He walk away and get out the room.
Durton cannot believe what she saw. Some seconds after this happens, the door open a little bit, and a paper enters. She took it and read it:
"Now, that was a good scene for a movie.
Love you, Nick."