Josie is 16 and has just transfered to a new school hoping this one to be different from her other experiences of high school cruellty. She had never been the popular kind, always her head into the clouds, too blunt…to nerdy some used to say.
Characters
Sam Coulson
Teacher at South Glen High School. He’s tall and blue eyed.
Character traits: loves music, books, football and food. Calm, kind, soft spoken most of the time except when he’s upset. Smart, lost in his love life. Quirky and a bit of an line crosser some said.
Intro
You meet many people in your life, some confident and outgoing, some laid back and smart, some quiet and wise. I wondered how people saw me? When I was in Elementary I knew people saw me as odd, easy to joke around with but never prioritised. As I grew older, met people with far more years behind them I realised I had been cursed with the pain of growing up to soon…taking life to seriously.
When I met Sam Coulson first time I was more lost then ever, I had seen him before wandering through the halls, always with his computer in hand and long strides like he was going somewere important. I didn’t think much of him then until one day back in elementary when he made us an assignment to write about ”the last time we cried”. Odd assignment for Home Economics right? Most people thought so too, it wasn’t until later I realised why.
I had never been the kind of person to close of to adults so I wrote truthfully, I couldn’t exactly remember the last time I cried but I could remember the last time I remember crying. It was an ordinary day, I was cleaning up a cabinet in our kitchen when I came across an old postcard I didn’t recognise. I started reading and as I did I realised it was from my father, before he knew he would die on a couch in some girls apartment that wasn’t my mother. Before…when he thought about the excitement to be a father…how he would take me to the place he was one day and teach me how to climb…He never got to, and wrote of that. I don’t remember entirely what I did after more than that I was told to stay back by Mr.Coulson. He seemed almost moved at the story I had written and back then I didn’t know what to say or do more than be akward and say thanks.
After that he dissapeared for a while, I remember fragments of wondering when he’d come back, substitute after substitue, I was told by a classmate he had parental leave and the last time I thought I would see him was at prom when he announced he had become a father to a boy.
But it wasn’t. Some would say it’s fate, other’s would say it was chance. It was my first day in high school as I was peeking in to what would be my new classroom as a hand landed on my shoulder.
”Hey” he said simply with a smile as I turned around and there he was.
”Sam?” I answered back. ”You teach here now?” I asked.