Direct And Linear Relationships

Chapter 8: Straight As A Circle

I walked through the parking lot early today, cutting through teachers lot. I convinced myself it was only because it’s faster, not because I wanted to see that white Porsche glistening in the sun.

Okay I’m lying. Of course I want to see her. But also I need help with physics.

That’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it.

A faint smile graced my lips as it caught my eye and I sped up, damn near running into school. Bursting through the doors to her hall my feet moved quickly over the tile. They began to slow down as I neared her open door and my heart began to thump loudly. I fixed my clothes and rounded the corner.

“Hey Ms. Minatozaki.” I said loudly.

She turned her head and smiled at me.

“Good morning Dahyun.”

She rolled her chair away from her desk and grabbed the empty one placing it beside her. I walked in set my things down next to her desk and sat. Her outfit today was incredible, she had on a gray plaid outfit. The sleeves were pushed up to her elbows, the top button of her jacket was unbuttoned and she had a gray belt that wrapped around her waist.

I couldn’t tell if she was in a skirt or a dress but it didn’t matter because the slit was half way up her thigh. She had on gray heels and she crossed one leg over the other and laced her fingers. Her legs flexed under the pressure and I wanted to die.

How is she so beautiful?

“It’s good to see you.” I said. The way she looked at me made me forget why I even came here.

“You too. Sorry I wasn’t here Friday. I think I ate something bad at lunch that turned my stomach.”

Ms. Minatozaki looked at me a second longer then back to the papers on her desk.

“I’m sorry. Are you feeling better?”

She nodded her head and I bent over to grab my text book, as I did my shirt rose exposing the skin on my lower back. I swear I heard Ms. Minatozaki gasp and when I looked back at her, her eyes were on my back. Grasping the book I sat up slowly, her eyes darted to mine and she blushed a little.

Hm, that’s interesting.

She cleared her throat softly then took the book from my hands. I watched as she skimmed through the pages, finally landing on the chapter from last night.

“Tell me what’s got you confused.”

Ms. Minatozaki pushed the book over to me and I scooted closer.

The tip of her heel brushed my leg and I froze at the contact.

“Calculating the Displacement. When they started using Greek letters I was thrown off.”

She chuckled at my comment and my stomach bubbled at her laughter.

I kind of missed that sound.

“Trust me, I get it. So, displacement is written as the greek letter shaped like a triange here.”

“Delta right?”

She nodded and continued to speak. I gazed at her, getting lost in her features. The way she explained things, they way her nose crinkled when she was confused, the way her eyes lit up talking about something so boring like physics.

It was incredible really.

“-And that means the delta and the s behind it represent what?”

Fuck, I wasn’t paying attention. Her hazel eyes met mine and we just stared at each other. I thought she would be upset in my lack of attention, but instead she looked deeply at me, like to my soul.