Adore August

• 03 | CUPCAKE, MY FAVORITE

Chapter Song: Feeling Good by Nina Simone

The next day at lunch Casey was talking about something that went down in her chemistry class last period but I wasn't paying much attention to her.

Instead my attention was focused on Mr. Everett who was standing over by the cafeteria doors talking to Miss Lacey, the art teacher and one of the teachers who had a crush on Mr. Everett.

Miss Lacey was a beautiful woman. She was tall with black hair and blue eyes. She had a smile that was perfect and she was young, mid-twenties. She always curled her hair and wore the nicest clothes and smelt amazing. She was curvy and was super cool— at least to some people. To me she was the fakest bitch I ever knew and that's putting Trisha Paytas to shame.

She was the female teacher all the teenage boys here drooled over but everybody knew that it was Mr. Everett that she was pinning after.

I don't blame her though.

He looked hot with his red and black flannel his sleeves ending at his elbows. He had black jeans on and his tattoos were looking better and better everyday I saw them.

God, I want to trace his tattoos.

I prop my chin on my hand as I stare at the hot male teacher in front of me not caring if I was making it obvious that I was staring.

He looked extremely hot today.

"Maria, are you even listening to me?"

I snap out of my trance and look over at Casey who is giving me a glare as I was caught red handed.

"Sorry, what were you saying?" I ask sitting up straighter giving her my full undivided attention.

Casey rolls her eyes folding her arms onto the table. "I was asking what Mr. Everett said about tutoring me."

"Oh," I frowned slumping my shoulders. "He said that you are learning a different topic and he was tutoring me only on this unit."

Casey's smile turns into a frown as the happiness leaves her eyes as she slumps down in defeat. I bite my lip looking over her shoulder watching as Mr. Everett and Miss Lacey exit the cafeteria.

I sigh looking back at Casey who was now eating her fries talking about the episode of Criminal Minds she rewatched for the millionth time.

I didn't pay her any attention as I let my attention focus on something that was more important like how I needed to get over my little crush on Mr. Everett so I wasn't having wet dreams about him every night.

It was one thing to crush on the dude but when you're having wet dreams about him nearly every night that's when you need to draw the line and go see a psychiatrist, but since I'm poor and too embarrassed, I'm drawing the line and trying to find someone else to crush on, preferably somebody closer to my age.

"Do you think you could walk home today? I know I said I would be able to take you home but my mom has me picking Jake, Carter and Justin up from school today." Casey frowns mentioning her little brothers.

"Yeah, of course. I'll just see if my grandpa can pick me up or something." I say to which Casey gives me a thankful smile as she stands up from her seat with her tray in her hand.