No Saints Here | 18+

CH 2 Welcome to St. Mary's

Christian's POV:

I woke up early this morning, and made my way to St. Mary's. Shaking my head at the thought of my aunt just picking up and leaving because of the divorce. She asked me, no... begged me to substitute this last term until she got back from her "sabbatical". Thankfully, the company that I work for is letting me do most of my work from home. It's not like Architects are needed every single day of the week. Plus, I have all my materials and equipment at home to submit perfectly good plans to the company. 

After college, it was simple for me to work my way up the company chain. I was simply the best architect they hired, so the thought of loosing me was something they couldn't afford. Therefore, asking to work from home wasn't difficult. On top of the fact that, I'm renting the house from one of my bosses until my aunt gets back. I was paying him more than his asking price he listed for it, so once again... He was happy to let me work from home.

My aunt's behavior though, was something I never expected to happen. It's almost like she snapped. Everyone knew John was cheating on her, and she just turned the other way and omitted it from her mind. Pretending nothing was ever happening, while living her life day by day. I thought somehow, she couldn't stand the thought of being with out him, she put up with her daily misery. It was some type of tortuous love, we all thought she was accustomed to until, she got up and left. And here we are all wondering, what straw finally broke the camels back, to get her to pick up and leave everything...

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When I made my way into the school, I noticed almost no kids were here early. It was an eerie building, with old brick supporting its structural interior. It seemed appear like a religious Hogwarts from just taking two steps within it. I practically waited for a floating candle to pass me, or someone in a long robe to pull out a wooden stick...

After meeting with the Principal and lying on how often I actually attend church services, they concluded that for the short amount of time my aunt gave them to find a replacement, I was the best option. It was easy enough to certify online and become a substitute teacher, and with my recent certification the school was happy to hire me for the time being. That and my aunt, was only in communication with me. Making sure I would find her planner and instructions in the classroom, and that things would go according to her plan. 

When I finally made it into her classroom, I noticed that nearly all the teachers here were just as old as she was, if not older. Making this place seem almost like an elderly home, than a school.

I started to push out the fact that, I would now have to start trying to be active in the church again. Reminiscing on the times my parents forced me to go, and yet stopped going to church when I went to collage. God, Aunt Gina was the only one that remained a devoted catholic our family. Despite how many times we tried to prompt her to ask questions, about her faith during thanksgiving, she remained a blind follower. That was until now...

Looking at the mess on her desk, I looked at my watch. Figuring now would be a good time to write my name on the board, thanks to the two minutes left before the first bell.

Just as I finished, writing the "e" in Mr. Cole, I heard someone swing open the shut door with speed. Followed by fast footsteps. 

"Richards, I did it!" I heard, a female voice exclaim, causing me to freeze. Was I in the wrong classroom? Maybe Gina was- "Richards, I did it! I got all. I-"

I turned around slowly, only to be faced with a petite brunette, with her hands in her backpack. Frozen in her tracks with her lips slightly parted as she peered up at me. Only to then have her pink lips close as she looked at me up and down in disgust, instantly. Acting as fast as her mind worked.