D-DAY
"Alright everyone. Thommo is sick, so I'll be babysitting you cunts for today."
The familiarity of the voice struck you like lightning erasing any thoughts you had before about your suspicions about Mylan. You whipped your head around to make sure you weren't just imagining things. "Bryce?" you call out in shock.
As if on cue, Dean groans from the front of the classroom at the sight of his brother. On the other hand, Brandon screams out and cheers, excited at the news that one of his friends was going to teach the class for a whole day. Bryce can't help but smile at the reaction he got from you and the others. Nonetheless, he attempts to keep it professional.
"So first order of business..." he began, organizing some of the papers on the desk. "We have a new transfer student joining us today."
Your eyes flicker with a glimmer of hope. Could it be...?
The familiarity of the voice struck you like lightning erasing any thoughts you had before about your suspicions about Mylan. You whipped your head around to make sure you weren't just imagining things. "Bryce?" you call out in shock.
As if on cue, Dean groans from the front of the classroom at the sight of his brother. On the other hand, Brandon screams out and cheers, excited at the news that one of his friends was going to teach the class for a whole day. Bryce can't help but smile at the reaction he got from you and the others. Nonetheless, he attempts to keep it professional.
"So first order of business..." he began, organizing some of the papers on the desk. "We have a new transfer student joining us today."
Your eyes flicker with a glimmer of hope. Could it be...?