Summary: Demi Munroe, Miss Munroe, is starting her first year of teaching 11th grade History and develops a crush, or more than a crush, on her popular, secretly nice, and in-the-closet student Selena Russo. What will come about from this crush? Can, or will, they make it work? *I changed Demi's last name to Munroe and Selena's to Russo, to avoid the restrictions and such.* I suck at summaries.

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Miss Munroe's POV

"Where the heck are my shoes?" I think to myself as I rummage through my closet.

It's already 7:16 AM and I have to be at Wensworth High School at 7:30 to begin my first day of teaching and I can't find my shoes! I'm totally going to be late. I sure am going to make a nice second impression on the teachers, whom I met a few weeks ago at the teachers meet and greet. Oh, and my first impression on the students will be fine and dandy as well. My inner voice is dripping with sarcasm at the moment.

I let out a breath of relief as my eyes come across the pair of shoes I was looking for. After putting them on, I take a look at myself in the mirror near my front door wearing a slightly over sized, yet dressy and fashionable, blush pink see-through shirt with a black top under, black skinny jeans, and black cut out boots. I put on a few bracelets and my keep sake feather necklace as well. I mean, I'm not trying to impress anyone, as I already have a girlfriend of 5 months, but I still want to look good. Satisfied, I walk out the door with my car keys and bag in hand.

I pull up at the high school at exactly 7:28 after about a 10 minute drive. A smirk appears on my face as I realize that I'm not late. The only parking spots that are occupied so far are the ones reserved for teachers because students don't arrive until after 8:05 AM, but no later than 8:30 AM or they're considered late.

"Miss Munroe, I'm so glad you could make it this morning," the school principal, Mrs. Mullington, greets me as I check in to her office after walking in.

"Why thank you, I didn't want to be late on my first day," I say with a chuckle as I finish signing my name on the check in paper.

"Yes, you're here right on time! Well, I'll let you go on to your classroom now so that you can get all situated. It was nice seeing you this morning dear. Dial my office number or come straight here if you need my help," she says with a smile. She seems like a real generous lady, so I can't help but smile back.

"I'll keep that in mind. It was nice seeing you as well, have a good day," I say with a nod and walk out of the main office.

There are two floors of the school and the 11th and 12th grade halls are located on the top floor, where as the 9th and 10th grade halls are on the bottom. I'm coming from the main office which is on the bottom floor, so I have to walk up a flight of stairs to get to my class. A lot of people wonder why I chose 11th grade to teach, being that they're just a bunch of immature teenagers and that I should either teach the mature 12th graders or 9th graders, who are easier to tame. But, I've always wanted to teach 11th grade because that's when they're around the time where they're not too wild like a lot of 9th graders and don't have a lot of drama, like most 12th graders. It's right in the middle.

Before I reach the top of the staircase, I'm stopped by a manly voice calling out my name. I turn around and see one of the teachers I'd met a few weeks ago at the teachers meet and greet, Mr. Tunis. He's jogging up the stairs to try and catch up to me.

"Mr. Tunis, good morning, how are you?" I ask with a smile when he reaches me.

"Pretty good, you look nice this morning," Mr. Tunis compliments me and blood rises to my cheeks as I blush. I don't like him that way or anything, but I'm flattered by his compliment.

When we first met the other week, he just flirted with me all day. I mean, he's not a bad looking guy or anything. He's probably just a few years older than me, in his late twenties, and he looks really fit and good looking with his green eyes and brown hair, but I'm taken. And he's not even my type if you know what I mean. But, I'm not going to let him know that because I've decided to keep my sexuality a secret around this school, unless I get close to any of the teachers, then they would be an exception.

"Why, thank you. You don't look bad yourself either," I say and he smiles and thanks me.

"So how are you doing this morning?" he asks as we step off of the top step and onto the floor of the 11th and 12th grade section. He teaches 11th grade math so we're going the same way.

"I'm doing well, I was almost late this morning, but I managed," I say and he has an understanding look on his face.

"Ahh, I know what you mean. I was almost late myself, but I came in at exactly 7:30! Some people just aren't early birds!" He explains and we both join each other in laughter.

"I couldn't agree more!" I agree as we come upon my classroom. "Well, this is my class, so I'd better go now. It was really nice talking to you Mr. Tunis!"

"Likewise, Miss Munroe. And please, call me Michael," he insists with a warm smile on his face.

"Will do Michael! And you can call me Demi!" I say as I begin to unlock my classroom door.

"Beautiful name for a beautiful woman! Have a great first day of teaching Demi!" He says and begins to walk away after I wish him the same.

I open my class room door and turn on the lights. I'd been here a few times during the summer to decorate, so it looks pretty nice. I walk over to my desk and begin getting stuff ready for class today. Now, all I have to do is wait for the students to arrive!

A/N: I hope you all liked it! This chapter was pretty boring, but that's because it's just getting started! I promise next chapter will be better and you'll see Selena's side and all! I think I'll upload it tonight because I'm bored! PLEASE REVIEW! I LOVE YOU GUYS! 3