Mr. Way - Frerard

A groan left my lips and my head dropped into my hands. It was the first day of my senior year, and I'd just received my new schedule. First up today: Art. Although art was my passion and I usually loved it, anxiety had been gnawing at my stomach for the whole summer whenever I thought about it. My favourite teacher and pretty much only friend, Mr. Toro, had taught me Art ever since I entered Belleville High, but he left for his new job at the end of last year. I had no idea who my new teacher would be, and I was dreading finding out.

Shaking me from my thoughts, the bell rang loudly, and I slowly packed away my books, attempting to be the last person out of the room. I trailed down the hallway, pushing down my sleeve as one of my secret tattoos became slightly visible. I reluctantly made my way to art. Once I got there, I saw that most seats had been taken. Every one of the large tables, in fact, had at least three people sitting at it - except one at the very front. Wanting to avoid all communication, I sat at the table and unpacked my art supplies.

As I sat waiting with my head down, a voice rang out. "Right, class. My name is Mr. Way, and I'll be your art teacher this year."

I looked up curiously, hoping this 'Mr. Way' would be nice. When I saw him, however, I had to fight to step my jaw from dropping. He was stunningly gorgeous from the way his jaw angled to the sparkling green flecks in his hazel eyes. I continued to sit in silence as he rolled off his expectations for this class throughout the year. My eyes never left him.

He took the register, checking that everyone was here. When he called "Frank Iero" I looked into his eyes, to see that he was looking back. I almost blushed when I answered, "Here, Sir."

As he set us a simple, first-lesson-of-the-year task, he started walking around the room, starting on the side opposite mine. I began to sketch effortlessly, and before I knew it, Mr. Way was behind me.

"This is really good so far. It's Frank, right?" he asked me.

"Thanks, yeah," I mumbled. I realised that I was nervous in his presence, and begged my stupid brain to make this stop. I hoped he'd go away, afraid that I'd say something stupid and make him think I'm an idiot.

"Don't you want to sit somewhere else, Frank, with some other students?"

"I'd really rather not." The words came out harsher than I intended and I scolded myself mentally.

"Okay, sure." I was relieved when he didn't sound offended. "I could use some company here by my desk anyways." His smile was sweet and genuine, but I couldn't help feeling that he was only pitying me because I had no friends, so I just returned the smile shyly.

The period went faster than I realised, and I hurried from the classroom before I did something embarrassing. However, I couldn't help smiling for the rest of the day when I thought about the smile he'd given me earlier today. Mr. Way invaded my thoughts all day, and as I realised I had an actual crush on a teacher, my heart fell due to my unwanted god damn feelings.

Notes

I uploaded this on the account Party-Ghoul-Jet-Kid but I can't get into that account any more, so I edited it and I'll be continuing it here!!