Wish she was mine ( Bechloe)

Number and address

Beca's POV

~ Thursday morning ~

" Bye Beca! Good luck at school! " My dad yells, when I walk out of the door.

Stacie was going to pick me up at my house, so we could go to school together. When I look around I can't see Stacie or her car anywhere.

I unlock my phone and text her.

" Where are you?? "

About 2 minutes later, my phone buzzes.

" I'll be right there xx "

I sigh. Typical Stacie. I don't think she has ever shown up at time.
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" Thanks for driving me Stace!" I tell her, when we walk out of her car.

" Yeah no problem! Sorry for being a bit late. "

" Don't worry about it. " I wink.

We walk in to the school building, on our way to the lockers. " When are you finally gonna tell me, why Miss. Beale wanted you to stay after class? " She asks me.

" She just talked to me about that my grades weren't so good, and that she'll give me some extra lessons. "

Stacie looked at me lifting her eye brows and smirking.

" What? " I ask.

" Nothing.. " She answers laughing.

I roll my eyes and keep on walking to the lockers.

" It's your lucky day! " Stacie grins.

" And why's that? "

" We start with English!! " She says wiggling her eye brows.

" You sure like to use your eye brows don't you? " I ask laughing.

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" Everyone grab your books on page 62 please! "

I didn't even hear Miss. Beale. I was too busy admiring her beauty. Today she was wearing a short skirt that showed her perfectly formed legs. She was wearing a blue blouse on top of it, that matched the colour with her eyes.

I couldn't stop thinking about yesterday. I hated myself for saying: ' could you stop being so gorgeous.. It drives me crazy. ' I don't know why I said that. I just did. And now I want to kill myself! I know that it is inappropriate to talk and think about your teacher like that, but I just can't help it. She does really drive me crazy.

I start looking at Miss. Beale again, and I can't help but check her out. I still don't know how on earth a woman can be so god damn gorgeous?!

I get pulled out of my thoughts as I can hear the whole class starting to laugh.
Everyone is looking at me.

" Pay attention to the class Mitchell! " Miss. Beale says. " I have been saying your name 4 times, and you didn't hear me! Tell me what is so important that you can't pay attention? "

I can feel myself turning red like a tomato as I look down at my bank.

" Come with me. " Miss. Beale then says, already walking to the door.

" I expect complete silence while I'm gone, do you understand that? " She asks the class, while I start walking over to her.

Everyone nods, and me and Miss. Beale walk out of the room.

" I'm sorry Miss! Please don't take me to the principal! " I say.

" I'm not going to do that. " She answers with a suddenly way sweeter tone in her voice. " I'm just worried about you Beca.. You should really pay attention to a class where your grades aren't that good! I know that I'm going to give you those extra lessons, but that doesn't mean you don't need to listen to me when I give lessons at school. "

" I know Miss.. And I'm very sorry! It won't happen again. "

" I hope so. What were you actually thinking about Beca? " She asks me.

Panic.

I can't tell her that I was totally checking her out and that I thought she was the most beautiful woman on the planet, so I need to come up with something.

" Uuuh.. I uhm. I was thinking about tomorrow! Yeah! About the extra lesson for tomorrow. We haven't really discussed where we'll meet and at what time. " I say a little bit proud of myself that I could find something.

" Oh yeah you're right! Tomorrow, just come to this class room after school. If you give me your address, then I'll be able to drive with you to your house, and we can do the lesson there. " She answers smiling at me.

Oh yeah.. Had I mentioned she had the most prettiest smile ever?

" Oh yeah uhh. That's cool! I'll give you the address. " I say.

" You should give me your number too. Just to be sure I can reach you if something would ever happen! " Miss. Beale quickly says, giving her phone to me.

" Of course m'lady " I say smirking.

I can't help but see the blush creeping onto her face while I say that.

I type my number in, and put myself in her contacts as ' your favorite student 😉' . I put the address in her phone, and after that I give the phone back to her.

She looks at the contact name, and starts giggling a bit. We make eye contact and I swear it felt like a million butterflies exploded in my stomach.

" Let's go back.. " Miss. Beale eventually says looking at the ground smiling softly.

I nod, and we both make our way back in to the classroom.