GFDI BJC!

         "Alright class, settle down!" Spencer claps his hands together, the resounding noise causing the chattering students to slowly silence themselves. "Good morning and welcome to 'Film Directing 101'! I am your teacher, Spencer Wright." Once the burst of "good morning" responses had passed, Spencer took able strides to the laptop sitting at his podium, clicking away at the keys. "Today we will be viewing a presentation I put together of the basic rules of directing." A few more key clicks and the projector whirred to a start and flickered for a moment before projecting a picture on the large screen behind him. It only took Spencer a heartbeat before he noticed something wasn't right about the slideshow. The first picture wasn't of a dancing alien gif, but instead a picture of someone's rear. His to be exact. "Billy..." he muttered under his breath. This was not a good way to start off his first teaching job. Students snickered and giggled, a few even resting their heads on their desks because they were laughing too hard. "Alright everyone calm down, my roommate just tampered with my slideshow again. We need to continue the lesson."
         With a resigned sigh Spencer dismissed his class. The rest of class was filled with questions about the photo and more laughter after each one, so he was already behind his schedule. He pulls a briefcase out from under his desk and clicks it open, rifling through its contents in search of something. A blue necklace is soon retrieved from under the pile of papers and flash drives. Spencer slips it over his head and allows it to dangle from his neck on top of his tie. A blue ghost appears in the corner of the classroom, giving him a wide grin. “Did you enjoy my little surprise brofessor Spence?”
         “No I didn’t Billy. My entire class laughed at me!”
         “Ah, they’ll forget about it by morning.”
         “Billy I am about to punch you.”
         “Bromigo there’s no need to get so violent.”
         Spencer takes a slow inhale through his nose and tries to calm himself down. Billy tries to move closer to his boyfriend without being detected. When the two catch each other’s glances it turns into a staring match. Billy, being the weaker of the two in this sport, is the first one to move. His blue fingers wrap around the tie, hanging loosely around Spencer’s neck, to pull the younger forward and connect their lips. They molded together perfectly. Sweet sounds came dripping from the open spaces when the two parted for a brief moment, only to reconnect seconds later for another heated kiss.
         The moment didn’t last long however, as the first student of the next class knocked on his door, asking if Spencer was in the room. He managed to separate himself from Billy and answer the student’s question. Any type of mood that had been built was now destroyed and Billy slunk away while Spencer wasn’t paying attention to go spook some college students. However, Spencer did take notice of the ghost’s absence, smiling to himself.
         Maybe today wasn’t such a bad day after all.