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    Where's My Happy Ending?

        “ I want to meet her.” Bianca said, looking at me. Of course she did. Of all of the things she’s experienced, nothing intrigued her curiosity more than the story of my love life, though I never talked about. I sighed.

        “ Just give me a little time okay?” I asked her. She nodded, and sat on my Volvo, ready to wait. I sat beside her, and looked off to the trees, thinking and mentally preparing myself for what I was about to endure.
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        BPOV

        We were all laughing in my classroom. Well, everyone but Owen, who was playing his guitar out of anger. I completely understood why he was mad, some sophmore had just made the suggestion that I’d slept with him, and he wasn’t allowed to kill him. I sat down in my chair and looked out to the classroom.

        It really looked like a lecture room, elevated rows of desks, and all. Only where I would be giving lectures, there was a small stage with a drum set, keyboards, two guitars, and a microphone. I still couldn’t believe that Al and Owen had pulled their money together and had bought all of this for the class. Everyone loved it. Especially now that we were doing vocals.

        How I taught my class was different from other teachers. The first semester I did instrumental music, second I did vocals. Every week I would assign a project of some kind, a performance grade or something, and then well, they’d perform. But today, everyone was going to choose a song, tell Owen and Al-they loved playing the music-and sing it for everyone.

        That was sure to be interesting.

        Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. I looked up and saw two people standing there. One was a tall boy with brown hair and blue eyes, and the other was a short girl with blonde hair and ice blue eyes. It would’ve been the perfect disguises. If his features didn’t scream southern man, and her face wasn’t pixie like-that and I saw her do a once over on my outfit. I shook my head and chuckled.

        “ Alice and Jasper.” I said. Alice’s mouth dropped. And Jaspers eyes widened. Before they could say anything else, two more people showed up behind them.
        
        Again it was boy-girl couple. He was average height but was buff for his size with brown hair and sapphire blue eyes. His face broke out into a smile when he saw me. The girl had long auburn hair and hazel eyes. She didn’t look at me, but at Owen, Grace, and Al. I chuckled.

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