𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔 -
❝𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙤𝙣.❞
❝𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚.❞
- Asher Barnes had always wanted a son, so when Caroline came, saying he was disappointed would be an understatement. However, one of his dreams would come true when Mr. Nolan al...
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❝So won't you, please, be my, be my baby Be my little baby, my one and only baby Say you'll be my darlin', be my, be my baby Be my baby now, my one and only baby❞
- BE MY BABY. the ronettes
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"WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?" asked Caroline as the English class walked across the courtyard and to the field. Their teacher lead them, kicking a ball in front of him with a bag full of them slung over his shoulder. He hadn't said a word to any of them yet. He just stepped out of the classroom as they were walking in with his ridiculous outfit.
Charlie, who was jogging next to her, equally complexed, simply shrugged. "My guess is as good as yours."
"Now, devotees may argue that one sport or game is inherently better than another," Keating told them as they approached the field. "For me, sport is actually a chance for us to have other human beings push us to excel. I want you all to come over here and take a slip of paper and line up single file."
He dropped the bag onto the ground and placed his briefcase on the top bleacher. He took out a notepad and began ripping pieces of paper off and handing them to certain people. "Mr. Meeks, time to inherit the earth. Mr. Pitts, rise above your name." He handed the clipboard to another student in the crowd. "I want you to hand these out to the boys, one apiece."
