Schooling for Valentines
I was 18 and finally, finally I was in my senior year of high school! I was now in my second semester and being that it was it was February, I had only about three more months to go before I graduated. It was a big year for me, as this was the year I met my first love. His name was Mr. Haines and he had taken over our science class in November when Mrs. Claxton was six months pregnant and she had given birth prematurely. Well, it was the talk of the school – at least among the teachers. I...