He was looking at me. Actually that was pretty normal. Our class was seeing the place where I sitting right now. I raised my hand. He saluted me with his head and turned his back to the window. I guess he left the class. I closed my eyes again for a while. Blackwell Academy... I think here is pretty cool. I was decide to come here in high school at the last moment. So here I am... I stood up and walk along the yard. I was still listening music at full volume. Oh God, it feels so good. Suddenly I started to think of Mr. Jefferson. He is so gorgeous, talented and smart. I haven't seen yet but I'm sure all of the girls are dying for him. To be honest, they're right. He is a dream guy that every girl wants. I giggled by myself. Take out the camera and take a shot Max. You have to make a portfolio, right?
I smiled and pressed the button.I stayed blind for two seconds because of flash. I shook the photo, "Well, this is a nice selfie. Good job Max Caulfield." The bell rang for another lectures. I haven't got a lecture for now. So better to wait here. I sat on a bank, yard was pretty lonely. Was... I heard footsteps behind me but I didn't look until it cut. I turned my head to the back slowly and saw a man smoking. I could only see his back yet he looked right. "Wowser! Is Jefferson smokes?" I was so surprised cause he is a teacher and teachers are always flawless in my eyes. But I can understand them, eventually they're human. They fear, love too. He seemed like he is thinking about something. He was scowling at the daylight. I sighed. He suddenly turned to me with the cigarette in his hands. I covered my face with my hood but it was too late. He saw me.
"Max?" I took off the hood and smiled a little. He was coming towards me. "What are you doing here?" "Umm... Sitting." "I can see that." he smiled and rolled his eyes. "I don't have any lessons for now, sir." "Me neither." he said. I was looking at my shoes. I spoke, "Would you sit?" "Exactly." he sat next to me. "So?" he turned to me. "You're not so talkative, eh?" "Actually no. When I'm nervous." "You're nervous now? But why?" I didn't answer. "Because of me?" "Maybe..." He laughed. "Ahah, you're cute." What?! "You remind me someone." I turned pink suddenly. "When I was young, I had a crush. Just like you teens have now." Oh man. "Hmm. I stay out myself from this." "Yes, to be sure. It's pretty obvious that you're not like the others. You're more mature. From what I saw." "Thank you sir. I'm not much actually." "If I'm boring you let me know." I looked at him. "No, not at all. I am the boring one." He smiled. "Not for me. You're pretty interesting. Be more active in my lecture." "I will. Thank you sir." He stood up and smiled to me. "Of course you will." he left. I watched him until he disappeared. That was strange, why he would talk to me from the very first day? And he remembers my name. If I was him, I won't even bother to look. Maybe I'm thinking too much. He wasn't seems warmhearted at class, though. Whatever, I watched the outside for a while. What will I do from now? If I want to be successful, I got a lot of work to do.
First of all I don't have much photos to make a portfolio. Three, maybe five... If I eliminate the bad ones -for me they're all- there's only two photos I have. Good, very good...
A/N: Thanks for reading! I know, I hadn't write it for a long time but I'm back. Sorry for grammar/spelling mistakes. See you next episode. ;;)