Meant To Be (a Misha Collins fanfic)

Chapter 4

AN: I know I said that I would update yesterday, but I had a really, really bad headache so I couldn't... I'm sooooo sorry. And because of that, I'll do a double update today.

Aria's POV

*Beep beep beep, beep beep beep*

I threw my alarm clock across the floor and layer in my bed, staring at the ceiling for half an hour. I finally dragged myself to the bathroom and got ready for school.

I went downstairs, ate my breakfast and walked to my bus stop.

The bus ride was full of noise, singing, and gossip. I wasn't exactly eavesdropping, but I overheard a conversation.

"Oh my gosh, have you seen the new LA teacher?"

"Mr. Collins?"

"Yeah, he's so fucking hot!"

"I know right!? When I walked into his classroom, I wanted to fuck him, right there on his desk,".

I don't know why but that made my jealous. Very jealous. Oh, shut up, I told myself. Mr. Collins is a jerk. He wouldn't have led me on like that, if he cared. I was mostly reassuring myself though. Somewhere, deep down, I knew I had feelings for him.

My bus finally reached my stop and I got up and into the aisle. Of course, as I got out of the bus, I tripped over my foot. I fell forward, but was caught by a pair of strong hands. I looked up to see who it was.

"Woah there, Aria," Mr Patterson said. For some odd reason, I was hoping that it was Mr. Collins who had caught me.

"Thanks Mr. Patterson," I said.

"Anytime," he winked. AN: lol what is wrong with the teacher's at this school?

Misha's POV

I woke up as usual and drove to work. The traffic was bad, so I got there later than usual. Just as I parked my car and got out, Aria's bus pulled up. I rested my chin on the top of my car and waited for her to step out. I saw that she was about to trip and started running up to her. However, she was already upright. I suddenly stopped trying to make it so that she wouldn't see me.

"Woah there, Aria," I heard Logan say. He winked. He fucking winked. I could see him checking her out. That son of a bitch. She's my girl. Wait, what am I saying?

I realized that I had been standing there like a fool, and looked up. Aria was staring at me, with sympathy. Could that mean something? Could that mean that she liked my back? Just as I thought this, she looked away and walked into the building.

Taking a deep breath, I too made my way into the school. I hoped that she had forgiven me, that she would come again to my classroom after school.