My English Teacher (Ashton Irwin.)

Chapter 9

Luke quickly swats the penguin off, blushing in his process, as I giggle, taking a seat where the penguin was placed.

I bring out the three-ringed binder, starting to look for some notes that Luke would need for us to study. 

I find them, taking them out, and a few items fall, Luke immediately grabbing them. Those reflexes are quick though..

Luke hands them over, and I thank him, starting to teach him about a few things that Mr. Irwin needed to happen with Luke. (DON'T TAKE IT THAT WAY ;) ) 

I hear Liz downstairs with somebody, hearing a thick accent but ignoring it. 

Luke looks into my eyes, and I practically melt under his glance, understanding  the girl's struggle.

Luke leans in, and I lean in, my arms wrapping around his smaller waist, his hands placed on my shoulders.

I feel lips touch mine, my eyes wide as they can go.

I hear the door open.

                              FUCK.