I'm Crazy For You (Matthew Gray Gubler Love Story)

In The Way

It's senior year and everyone is so excited to finally be out of this place. I mean, I can't wait either. High school was the worst four years of my life. I haven't fit in anywhere since elementary school. Not that it bothers me anymore.

I had a friend that that I met in fourth grade, her and I stayed friends until the summer before ninth grade. That's when her father was stationed on the east coast. I live in the wonderful hot state of Nevada. Home of casinos and every mob movie you could ever imagine.

I don't have very many hobbies. I basically just sit in my room and read.
If I'm not reading, I'm studying for history class. I absolutely love history. I like to learn from previous incidents to prevent disaster. I'm labeled a loser for this.

And since I'm a loser, no one wants to date me. Proms coming up and like a normal girl I wanna go. I already have a dress and matching pair of shoes. The guys at my school are stupid and immature. I swear I get along better with my teacher than anyone my age.

It's annoying, it'd be nice to date someone my age but the only things guys at my school want is to do drugs and have sex. I'm just to awkward for any of that. I hardly fit in at a library...

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It's a sunny day, the Suns rays keep my face warm. I loved feeling the heat but I also loved the rainy nights. It's my favorite reading weather. Although it hardly rains here. Today was Thursday, aka test day in history.

I walked from my car: a simple black Chrysler my mother bought me when I turned sixteen. I loved my car, it's nothing fancy but it gets me from point A to point B.

I reached the double doors labeled: History and English Wing, I hesitated but I walked down the hallway anyway, my eyes locked on the floor as people pushed each other into walls. I tried to be invisible, there's a lot of guys who harass me for no reason. I hate it but at this point I'm used to it.

I was pushed into a locker across the hallway of my first block; History class. My favorite part of my day.

"Hey! Hey! Get to class!" Mr. Gubler yells to the assholes that pushed me. He put his arm around my shoulders and guided me to his class, "Are you okay, Britney?"

My heart sped up as my cheeks flushed a pinkish red color, "Y..yes Mr. G."

I sat in my usual seat next to his desk, my eyes wondered around his class, scanning the geography posters on the walls. He had the places he's visited marked. He loved to travel. This is the longest time he's ever stayed in one spot. He was born here and he says he always finds himself coming back. He's a gypsy soul, as am I.

Mr. Gubler was going over his lesson plans, twirling his pen in the air, catching it and occasionally dropping it. It was amusing to watch. When he'd drop the pen he'd look around awkwardly checking to see if anyone saw. I being myself would notice him but look down at my notes and laugh.

"Britney, I know you seen." He chuckled, tossing the pen up again.

I looked up underneath my eyelashes, pursing my lips and playing with a loose string on my blouse, "Well it's sorta hard not to notice when we're the only two in the room."

He laughed, walking to the door of the class, monitoring the halls, "I wish you were the only student in the my class."

My eyes widened but I continue to look down, "So do I..."

"You're very intelligent and you have so much potential.." He says, tucking his light brown hair behind his ears.

"Thank y..you." I reply quietly, slightly stammering.

He turns around with his hands in his pockets, "I wish they had the same zeal as you also. You get this gleam in your eyes when you speak about certain topics..it's amazing. I've never seen it in any of the other students."

I blushed, "It's because they don't care about their futures...I do. I want to do something with my life."

"You can literally do anything. I've seen you over come every obstacle possible," he paused walking towards my desk, "You've always pushed yourself to the limit as long as I have known you. You're such a strong young woman.."

Mr. Gubler was the youngest teacher here. He never really judged anyone, he try's to help anyone in every way he can. He's the only educator I speak too, he doesn't make me feel like an alien. I could literally tell him everything and I know he wouldn't spill my secrets.

I looked down again, hiding my face with my bangs and sleeves. It was hard to make eye contact with anyone. Except him. There was something about this man that made me comfortable enough to live.

He understands me so well. He's the only one that stands up for me when people harass me. He's my only friend...

"Mr. Gubler, thank you for always believing in me..." I manage to smile.

He grinned, putting his hand over mine, "Please, call me Matthew."

"Okay...Matthew." I hesitated, letting the name just hang there.

We sat in silence and stared at each other with the same awkward smile. But it wasn't awkward being here, I was actually really comfortable right now. Other than my heart rate increasing more and more by the second, I was fine.

The bell rang and we both sighed at the same time. He let his head fall forward making his hair fall into his face. His hair framed his perfect jawline perfectly. You could slice diamonds with his jawline. It made me shiver.

Students started filling the room with sighs and groans, personally it was already infuriating me. Do not come to school if you do not want to be here. I mean I do not want to be either but I do not complain about it. Out loud anyway...

Mr. Gu--...Matthew was still smiling at me, I looked down with a chuckled grin, "I guess you should be going now, Matthew..."

He stood slowly smiling down at me, "I suppose I should."

He walked away and thankfully I was the only one on this side of the room because he always stayed over here. Since I was the only that paid attention the lessons were mostly directed towards me. I didn't mind. Mr. Gubler was very attractive and very intriguing.

I was crushing on him ridiculously hard, wasn't I?

As I was thinking this I looked up seeing him wink at me, my eyes widened, "Did that just happen?"