Never Work

Shane grumbled as he walked into the middle school. How did he let Jason and Nate drag him into this? As he came to his classroom he opened the wooden door. He was the new seventh grade language arts teacher, Mr. Jordan.

He sat down at his desk and started writing out the lesson plan that he'd put off till the last minute. The worst part about this was One: he knew none of the students Two: he was starting in the middle of the school year and Three: THEY EXPECTED HIM TO TEACH!

Lizzie

Lizzie Williams walked down the hallway with a large smile on her prefect face. Her long wavy brown hair was up in a bun that had a tiny pom-pom attacked to it. She was wearing her Green/yellow/white cheerleading outfit that had "Eagles" written across it.

She opened her locker. "Hey Lizzie," Nancy Macarthur said with a smile as she walked up to Lizzie with a big smile on her face.

"Hey Nancy," Lizzie said as she pulled the books down from the top shelf of her locker.

"Did you hear we have a new LA teacher?" Nancy asked as Lizzie closed her locker.

"Yeah I heard, Mr. Jordan, right?" Lizzie asked as she started walking to her first class.

"Yup. Since he's in your first class tell me if he's nice," Nancy said before running off to Math.

"I will," Lizzie called after her.

Lizzie walked into the classroom and over to her desk. She laid her books down then walked over to her new LA teacher. "Good morning Mr. Jordan. I'm Lizzie Williams," she said extending her hand out to him.

He looked up from his lesson plan, he hadn't heard her come in. "It's a pleasure Miss Williams," he said shaking her out stretched hand.

"I prefer Lizzie Sir," she said giving him her beautiful smile.

"Lizzie."

"Thank you," she said, flashing him one last smile before walking over to her seat.

Shane's POV

"Thank you," she said, flashing me the most beautiful smile I'd ever seen, before she returned to her seat. As the rest of the class filed in I got up and walked to the front of the class.

"Hello class, I'm your new Language Art's teacher Mr. Jordan," I said as I scanned the class. "Before we start today's lesson, I thought we could play 20 questions. You can raise your hand and ask me a question."

I saw about five people raise there hands. "Miss…" I picked up my seating plan. "Wright?"

"Mr. Jordan, have you any children?" Cara Wright asked with a smile as she tapped her pencil against the paper.

I smiled and crossed my arms. "No Miss Wright, I'm not even married," I said with a smile.

"Mr. Stevens?" I asked.

"Who's your favorite author?" Jerry Stevens asked.

I laughed lightly, "Dr. Seuss," I said with a smile as the class started to laugh.

"Really?" a girl in the front row asked.

"Yup," I said with a smile.

"What's your favorite actor?" Lucy, the girl from the front row asked.

"Jim Carey."

"There's a song that's inside of my soul
It's the one that I've tried to write
over and over again," my phone rang off. I flipped open my phone. It was Nate.

"Um, I'll be right back," I said as I walked out of the classroom. "Yeah?" I asked as I connected.

"How's it going Shane Jordans?" Nate's voice came over the phone.

"Let's just say… I'm already in a pickle."

A/n Hi everyone, I hope you liked it. I made a youtube trailor, if you want to see it type "Never Work fanfiction" i'm still HermionePeace so it shouldn't be so hard to find it. :)