Student Teacher

student teacher

Student Teacher Part 1

by avenger-nerd-mom

AU: Chris Evans is a student teacher in a MS science classroom

Warnings: Fluff, Language

Word Count: 558

“Miss Warner, it’s really not up for discussion.  Mr. Evans has already been assigned to work in your classroom this term.”  The principal slaps the file down on his desk, hoping the young woman will respond to his directive.

Alexis Warner huffs her complaint.  “Shawn,” she addresses her boss, using his first name, knowing he hates it.  “You know this time of year- with review for state tests, and the upcoming science fair- is the busiest period for me.  I don’t have the time or patience to hand over my kids to a student teacher who is barely old enough to vote yet.”

“Alexis, I chose you for the task, because you are the best teacher I’ve got,” the older gentleman sighs.  “Mr. Evans is a non-traditional student, and is in his mid-thirties.  Dammit, quit being so judgmental.  I seem to recall years ago allowing a certain young lady into this building…  Look how far you’ve come.”  His favorite teacher has lead students to the state science fair for the last four years in a row and has her eyes on Nationals this year, as well as preparations to take a group to NASA Space Camp over the summer. “Besides,” Mr. Vishure tries to hide his smile.  “I think you’ll like this guy, and you could find yourself working together a lot, since Mr. DuBray is retiring at the end of the year.”

“Thank goodness,” the dark haired teacher chuckles. “He can teach the Mesozoic era so well because he survived it.”

The principal bites back his laughter.  “Enough, Miss Warner.  You’ll meet the student teacher in the morning.  He’ll be observing for a few days, but then you slowly need to let him take control of the classroom.”

“I know, Shawn,” Taylor replies, trying to hide the contempt in her voice.  “I’ve had student teachers before.  I can handle him; but if my test scores drop this year, don’t blame me.”

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James Buchanan Middle School houses nearly six hundred students, grades six thru eight.  All of them are converged on the Commons and the Courtyard on this bright spring morning as Alexis makes her way from the teacher’s lounge with her morning coffee.  A small group of her teacher friends are with her and the group discusses the episode of the Bachelor from the night before. Rebecca immediately perks up as they enter the Commons.  “Holy shit,” she whispers.  “Check out that hot dad.  Who is he?”

She gestures to the man sitting on the edge of the stage in a black Henley and tight jeans.  “He’s not wearing a Vistor’s Badge.  I think I should go frisk him to make sure the kids are safe.”

The group giggles and jokes and Alexis realizes he is wearing a badge, clipped to the red belt peeking out under his shirt when he lifts his arm to high-five a student. “Oh no,” she groans.  “I don’t think that’s a student’s father.” Her voice drops.  “Fuck me now.  I think that might be my new student teacher.”

“Oh, honey,” Rebecca Williams, one of the members of the language arts department and her best friend, smiles grandly.  “He looks like he could teach you a few things.”  The group of teachers laugh at the suggestive wiggle of her eyebrows and separate as Mr. Vishure takes the stage for morning announcements.

Copyright © 2016 avenger-nerd-mom.  All rights reserved. Intellectual property of avenger-nerd-mom

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One thought on “Student Teacher

  1. theycallmebecca May 27, 2016 / 6:46 pm

    you should be happy that i managed to stop looking drooling over the picture…. this man is going to kill me hahaaha

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