Mr Newton P2

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I stood having a coffee with Minho who had come into my room today because he didn't wanna be in the cold old pe office for the extended break today when there was a knock at the door

"Come in" I said sipping my coffee but I was surprised to see y/n from across the way in her little black dress "oohh uhhhh hi y/n" I smiled trying to casually lean on my desk

"Hi Isaac, you still have the level three book don't you?" She asks

"Ohh yeah of course, sorry I should have given you it back" I said grabbing the teacher's book for her

"It's alright I just need it to send home some questions to the poor girl who shattered her knee last week" she said taking the book "thank you" she smiled before wondering off to her own room

"Your welcome y/n" I blushed shutting my door behind her

".... Okay. The fuck was that?"

"What?"

"Awwwww you have the hots for her don't you?"

"No I don't!"

"Newt."

".... She's cute. And smart. And I literally can look in her classroom. Can you blame me!"

"You have the hots for the english literature teacher"

"Yeah and you banged half of the maths department last year"

"I what?"

"Banged?"

"Ohh for. I forget your a Brit. Yeah I fucked half the maths department it was fun, but you really like her don't you?"

"Kinda"

"Then ask her out"

"I can't"

"Why not?"

".... I'm sure she has a boyfriend"

"Has she said that?"

"No"

"Then you don't know that, why not just try? Go and... talk to her about poetry"

I arrived at my classroom dumping my bag on the chair and taking out my headphones as I did I heard a sweet little song, I glanced out my door to see where it was coming from and it was from y/n's room so I went over and spotted her the tables covered in paper and crafting supplies her knelt on a table singing her little song as she worked

"Morning Miss y/l/n?"

"Ohh good morning Mr Newton"

"What are you up to?"

"Changing the wall displays, Mr orwell had a nice idea with the classics and all but I don't know I wanted to change it up a little" she smiled

"Well would you like some help?"

"You don't mind?"

"Not at all I'll give you a hand" I smiled coming and helping her as much as I could and together we did all the wall displays changing them to the beautiful displays, we finished the last one a lovely edgar allan poe display with a few ravens intricately placed "it's really shaping up in here, I'm uhhhh I'm happy you like it here"

"Thank you, it's really nice here I do like it and the room is starting to really look nice" she smiled putting her tools and such away

"You've kinda... gone for a gothic vibe? I like it."

"Well there teenagers got to get them interested some how"

"Yeah, looks nice though cute" I smiled "I uhhh if you need any help with anything else just let me know"

"I will thank you isaac" she smiled

"Hey uhhh y/n?"

"Yeah?"

"Are uhhh are you perticularly uhhh busy this lunchtime? And uhh if not did you want to maybe... come sit in my room? And have lunch with me?"

"Well I have those women in black papers to mark?"

"Of course you do. Sorry your busy I'll-"

"But. I could use a hand"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, would you like to join me for lunch and a little marking?"

"I'd love too, I uhhh I'll see you later then" 

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