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"Yeah, tomorrow is my first day", Lance said on the phone as he put away his groceries. "I am. I didn't study this long only to decide it's not my thing before I even started", he then said, rolling his eyes. He knew his mom only wanted to make sure he's happy, but after a certain amount of time it just got annoying. After a few more minutes of her saying how much she loved him and hoped he'd have a great first day, he hang up. He put away his phone with a sigh and looked around his apartment. It still looked new, or as new as it could look. He was still moving in so there were quite a few unpacked boxes around. He just moved here last week, just for his new job.
He came here to teach gym class at Voltron High. He was excited as he always wanted to teach, but he was also nervous. It would be his first teaching job at a school, his first students. And the other teachers, what would they think of him? He was used to people liking him, but he didn't know if that would be the case now. If they were anything like the teachers he had in school, he would be screwed. He shook his head. He shouldn't worry too much, that would be fun. If his mom didn't lie to him, everything would work out if he'd just be himself. And he knew he could be pretty fun.
Today was the day. He arrived on time at the school, a huge, modern looking building. He took a deep breath and went inside, smiling at the students passing him. Thankfully, he knew where to go since he'd been here at his job interview. Finally, he arrived at the principal's office. In front of it sat the secretary, a young woman with blonde hair and pale skin. Her name was Romelle, as the sign on her desk stated. She looked up from her computer and greeted him with a big smile. "Hello, Mr. McClain was it?" He nodded. "Yes, it's my first day and I'm supposed to see Mr. Smythe", he said, smiling back. She nodded and knocked on the door, sticking her head in and saying something, before sitting down again. "He will see you now. Have a good first day!", she chirped and got back to work. "Thanks", he said and entered the office. "Hello", he said, trying to maintain his nervousness that decided to bubble up just now. Great. The older man with bright red hair and an impressive mustache looked up and imediately stood up. "Mr. McClain! Glad to have you here. Finally we'll have a good, enthusiastic gym teacher, just what we needed!" While saying all this, he shook his hands violently, giving Lance the fear of his arm falling off.
Eventually he stopped, thank goodness, and sat down, offering Lance a seat as well. "I'm glad to be here Mr. Smythe. It's my first teaching job so I hope I do a good job", he said, relaxing a bit as the smile on the older man's face only got bigger. "Believe me, you can only be better than our last gym teacher Mr. Iverson. More a drill sergeant than a teacher if you ask me. But I'm sure you'll be fine. Here is your schedule and everything you need to know", he handed him a folder. "Miss Romelle will show you the teacher's lounge, so you can meet the other teachers and get your day started.“ Lance nodded and stood up. "Thank you Sir, looking foward to it."
As he stepped outside, Romelle was already waiting for him. "Come with me", she said and he followed her through the building. "Here's the teacher's lounge", she said with a dramatic flair to her voice and opened the door, revealing a large and light room with several tables full of papers and books and a coffee machine right next to the door. There were already a lot of people in here, some standing around, some sitting at the tables. And everyone was looking at him. At the tables in the middle of the room sat two women and two men. Right next to them stood two men, a tall intimidating looking guy with short white hair and a skinny one with a black mullet. Behind them, by the window was a big guy, who seemed pretty friendly and welcoming just standing there. "Guys, this is the new gym teacher. Be nice." And just like that, Romelle was gone, leaving him there, alone. He scratched his neck, chuckling. "Hey guys, I'm Lance McClain, the new gym teacher like Romelle said. Anyway, I'm looking foward to meet you all and I'm sure we'll have a lot of fun. I mean as fun as teaching can be right?"
He earned a few laughs from everyone, which made him feel a lot better. He looked around the room and at a second glance, he noticed another person in the corner. A rather short woman, not looking at him or any other person in the room. The tall, intimidating looking guy with short white hair approached him, offering him a handshake. "Nice to meet you Lance, I'm Takashi Shirogane, but you can call me Shiro, everyone does. Even my students." Lance accepted and was glad that he didn't seem as intimidating as he looked at first.
After he introduced himself, he showed Lance across the room, introducing everyone else. There were the English teacher Keith, who seemed a little bit on the loner side, but still friendly and a big guy, Hunk the math teacher, who skipped the handshake and went straight to hugging him. Then the chemistry and biology teachers Ina and Nadia. The two men sitting across from them were James and Ryan who taught astronomy and photography. Lastly, they came to the woman in the corner, still paying them no mind. "And this is our physics teacher, Katie Holt", Shiro said, gesturing towards her. She still rather looked at her phone than at him or Shiro. Lance raised an eyebrow at that. Rude. He used this to look at her. She was really short, which he could see even though she was sitting down. She had pale skin and puffy light brown hair and also big round glasses. Lance chuckled, which only made the situation more awkward. "Well even though you're teaching physics..I hope we'll have a better chemistry soon", he said, hoping to make her laugh, but nothing. Instead, she finally looked at him, her bright amber eyes piercing into his body.
"You think you're funny, huh? Teaching is apparently a joke to you, I hope life isn't." With that, she stood up and left the room, leaving him speechless. Shiro patted him on the shoulder. "Don't worry Lance, she's always like...this."