The Teacher's Mate

Chapter 2

Picture of Hayden at the top! :)

Chapter 2:

Kailyn POV:

"So, a little about myself. My name full name is Hayden Michael Daniels and I'm 24 years old. I'm originally from Orlando, Florida but I grew up in Grand Rapids, Michigan. I graduated from Clearwater  University, with a straight 4.0, in case you were wondering. I have a major in Secondary Education and History. Ummm...I love history, I find it interesting what we can learn from it. So yeah, shall we get started with class?"

"Mr. Daniels?" Shelby raised her hand, batting her eyelashes. 

"Yes...Shelby?" He asked after checking his list. She nodded, excitedly.

"Shelby Aarons. I was wondering if you had a girlfriend or not? Just out of curiosity." I laughed, 

"Just out of curiosity my ass." I muttered. Mr. Daniels smirked. She turned and glared at me. 

"I wasn't talking to you, chicken legs." Our new teacher didn't look happy. He looked like he wanted to rip Shelby's head off for insulting me.

"Creative." I shot back. "I'm pretty sure I've got more muscle in one of my feet than you do in your entire body, Shelby. Or should I remind you of the time we squared off in gym, kickboxing? I had you screaming for the nurse." It was my secret talent. I was a good boxer. She sneered at me.

"So, Mr. Daniels?"

"I do not have a girlfriend. However, I do have a female I like." He sent a quick look to me that I doubt anyone caught. Was he talking to me? Nah, that'd just be weird.

"Ohhhhh, what's her name?" Erica asked.

"That's not really any of your business." He looked at both of them. "Now why don't we get onto History?"

I swear on my life that Mr. Daniels is the best history teacher ever! He makes history come alive. Today we studied the Civil war because he wanted to review some stuff with us to make sure we understood it because he planned on building on that. It was so fun. He told stories and showed us pictures online. For once, history was fun and it was memorable. He even wanted to take us to a museum that was doing an exhibit on the civil war next week. We never go anywhere off campus. 

We were almost done with class and everyone was working on a worksheet he'd given us. I was stuck on who the youngest general was, I don't know who would actually know that. I raised my hand and Mr. Daniels looked too excited to come help me. He almost ran to the back, away from Shelby and her friends. 

"What can I do for you, Kaily?" A shiver of pleasure ran down my spine when he said my name. What was wrong with me? He smiled kindly, did he notice my reaction? Nah. 

"I don't know who the youngest general in the civil war was." I sighed. I was normally an excellent student. I can't believe I didn't know such a simple question, I rubbed my forehead as if that would help me. He put a soft hand on my back. 

"Kaily, you don't have to know everything there is to know about the world. What would be the point of being in school and taking classes?" 

I laughed which made him relax and smile. He was honestly concerned for me beating myself up about not knowing a question? I've never had that before. My parents were jerks who expected perfection out of me and they didn't care what they had to do to get it. I rubbed the bruise on my side. I'd gotten a B on my test last week and my parents found out last night. I was a little sore this morning because of it.

I looked up at Mr. Daniels and he raised a brow as he looked at me side. Crap, had he seen that? That's embarrassing. He let out a low, animalistic growl. If it was anyone but him, I would have flinched. Something told me I had nothing to fear from this guy. I felt pulled, almost connected to him. I didn't know really how to explain it. I was falling hard for my history teacher. How does that happen?