Another Chance

Chapter 3

ANNA'S POV:

What the hell was wrong with me?

I didn't even know this man, and yet, I was weak at the knees whenever I even thought of him.

I wanted to touch him again, sparks igniting all along my arm the first time that we touched by mistake, the sensation making me crave more.

Although, I knew that it was inappropriate to do so. Jared was a guardian to Sophia, and it would look extremely bad on me if people discovered that I was being anything but amiable towards him.

I didn't want to get ahead of myself though, even though Jared was signalling to me that he enjoyed my company, I couldn't let my guard down and allow myself to be played. He was most likely just a flirty type of guy.

I bet he did this to all of Sophia's teachers.

I had thought that Gia was his girlfriend at first, and I couldn't begin to describe the sheer amount of disappointment that filled me at the thought, Jared being the exact type of guy I was usually attracted to.

He had thick luscious brunette hair, stubble, and strong and toned arms, most likely from having to push himself around in his wheelchair the whole time, and as much as I was intrigued to know what happened, I knew that it was not my place to ask.

Sophia was the sweetest little kid, although a little loud sometimes, but I honestly loved that about her. She reminded me of myself when I was younger, before life started to take its toll on me and I realised the dire situation I was in.

I had a tiny apartment that I was currently living in, the place only having one small window to allow fresh air in, the majority of the appliances broken or dangerous to use.

I spent as much time as I could at the school, happy to be in an environment with heating and constant running water.

I was also welcome to take as many cookies from the teacher lounge as I wanted, and I found myself going back there and snacking on them much more often than the others, regulary skipping meals so I could afford to pay my bills.

I was extremely lucky to have scored a job in such a prestigious school, the place costing the parents thousands each year, and I was more than grateful that they had given me a chance to prove myself as a teacher, although, I was starting at the bottom, currently a teaching assistant, which I enjoyed thoroughly.

The pay was okay. Honestly, I had expected more considering how much the school cost to enrol in, but, I couldn't complain. I had a job, and I was excited to receive my first pay check.

I waved the other teachers goodbye as I exited the building, the harsh bitter wind hitting me suddenly, and I wrapped my arms around myself as I shivered, unable to afford a good quality coat, the other teachers often asking me why I didn't have one.

I told them that I just didn't feel the cold, which, of course was a lie, but they never questioned me, always just shrugging and changing the subject.

I braved the cold as I made my way out of the school gates, nodding at a security guard as I did so, his face glum and hostile.

He clearly enjoyed his job.

I cursed to myself as the rain begun to patter down onto me. It had been on and off all day, but it was just my luck that it would start again when I had to walk home, having to sell my bicycle in order to pay for my groceries, deciding that walking wouldn't be too bad.

It just meant I had to get up earlier in the morning and leave earlier to get to work, which I didn't mind that much. I was an early riser.

I allowed my mind to wander as I made my down the road, narrowly avoiding being splashed by cars multiple times, having to hop over giant puddles that collected in potholes in the sidewalk.