Richman High

Chapter 3 - He Said Coincidence

My throat is dry like the Sahara Desert. Is it fate that made the both of us cross paths again? It is. I know it is, She was even more beautiful than the night before. How is that possible? My hands can't stop fidgeting in my pockets because of how damn nervous I am.

I could tell that she was just as surprised as I was and not the good kind. Glancing down to the class list she gives her attention back to me, "Mr Anderson."

She knows my name.

"Yes." I reply to quickly.

"Take a seat." She simply put.

That's it? You're not going to take me out of class and ask for an explanation. Or give me detention for swearing?

I do as she asks and take my seat, knowing that Oliver's eyes were on me. "What the hell was that?"

"I think I left the TV on at home." I make up an unconvincing lie.

Oliver smirks and soon begins to tease me, "Dick, why are you embarrassing me in front of the hot teacher?"

Thirty minutes into the lesson, she goes through our learning guide and explains what is expected of us in our final year of secondary schooling. I don't even know her first name? Usually I give a killer first impression and as Head Boy, I had to be on my best behaviour despite the occasional fights my friends cause.

Looking from a distance, my choice of friends is peculiar but I wouldn't change them for the world. Growing up with them was a pain in my ass but knowing that they had my back was enough for me to look over the trials and tribulations.

"So what do you think boys?" Miss Douglas turns the projector off.

Eddy envelops his stomach, "Do we get snack breaks?"

"You want snack breaks?" She repeats the question in disbelief.

Though he was joking with the new teacher, I knew a part of him was actually being serious. That dipshit couldn't last fifteen minutes without his stupid snack break. Glancing over to Eddy, I watch him anticipating his answer.

"Alright." She answers.

Eddy questions Miss Douglas' answer, "Really?"

"Yes really. But if you misbehave, I will revoke all snack break privileges. Understood?" She playfully warns.

"I think I love her already." Oliver whispers to me.

All twenty boys erupt in cheers; in all of the commotion all I did was stare at her. There was something about her that had me hooked. Her poise, her allure- it was weird that I was fantasying about her and the way her mouth tasted the night we had some certain relations but I couldn't help it. Fuck. She is hot as hell and there was every possibility that she would reject the idea of us.

It wouldn't hurt to try though, I can be discrete and the idea of having something so secret as this is exhilarating. As messed up as it sounds, I wanted more of her and I didn't care about the age difference. Maybe Mia was just a silly phase I was experiencing and Miss Douglas was my- something.

"Maggie tells me that our Head Boy is in this class." Miss Douglas starts the next topic of discussion.

Seriously? Called up twice?

My class share a look of pride and superiority as they all point to the back of the room, as much as I love my year group and this god forsaken class, I didn't want her to know much about me. It was only fair that we are on an equal playing field. Where is all the fun if she knows my name and what my position is at school? I have to know more of her.