Loving Mr. Collins

Chapter 1

Abby
I stare at the outfit that's lying on my bed. My best friend Christina and I thought it would be cute to wear matching outfits. My shirt's a navy blue shirt with blue jeans and classic white Adidas. She'll be wearing the same shirt but in yellow. She's one of the few people that I know who looks amazing in yellow.
When I get to school, I find her in the cafeteria sitting at a fairly empty table. She grins when she sees me.
"Hey, Abby."
"Hey."
"You wore it," she says happily.
"Yup."
"You should wear blue more often. It looks good on you."
"Thanks. I feel the same about you in yellow."
"Really?"
"Yeah totally. I don't know many people who can make it work but you do."
"Thank you."
"No problem."
After a quick breakfast, we go to our first period. The day passes by fairly quickly which I'm not upset about. It's my last first day of high school after all. I'm lucky enough to get the same lunch period as my friends so we sit together.
"So, I had my English class already," my friend Violet says.
"How was it?" I ask.
"Pretty dull but the teacher definitely isn't."
"What do you mean?"
"You'll see."
"What, is he hot?"
"I'll let you decide."
I scoff.
"That's not fair. I have to wait until eighth period to see him. Can't you just tell me now?"
"Nope. He's the kind of person that you have to see for yourself."
"Alright, that's enough. He's not that hot," Christina says.
Violet makes a tsk sound.
"Well, yeah. You don't think any guy is hot."
"I already told you, that's not how it works. I can still find a guy 'attractive' even if I don't want to date them."
"Sure. But you don't think Mr. Collins is."
"Eh. He's okay. I guess he'd have to be your type to call him hot."
"Well, Abby and I have similar types. I think she will."
I roll my eyes.
"Alright. That's enough about the teacher who may or may not be hot. Can we move on?" I say.
Violet chuckles.
"Fine. I'm just saying, it'll be a nice way to end the day."
"Okay, thanks."
Eventually, I make it to my eighth period. I take a deep breath and enter the classroom. Mr. Collins isn't in the room yet, so I have a little longer until I get to see him. I sit down at an empty desk behind a blonde guy in a red Champion shirt. I have to catch my breath when I finally see Mr. Collins. He's very attractive with his short black hair and hazel eyes. He's wearing a blue and white button up shirt with blue jeans. It's simple outfit but he manages to even make that look good.
"Good afternoon, class. I'm Mr. Collins and I'll be your English 4 teacher. I'm going to take attendance."
I watch silently as he takes attendance and wait for my name to be called.
"Abigail Ramos," he calls.
"Here," I say.
We make eye contact briefly. He nods and marks it on his paper.
"I prefer Abby though," I add.
"Thank you. I'll remember that."
I smile. He gets through the rest of the list and we move on. Like my other classes, we don't do much since it's the first day. We just review the syllabus and kind of hang out for the rest of the period. Before I leave, I stop to talk to him.
"See you tomorrow, Mr. Collins."
"See you tomorrow, Abby."
My heart skips a beat. He already remembers my nickname and I just love how he says it. I smile and leave the classroom. I join my friends who are waiting for me.
"I told you," Violet says before I can even say hey.
"I stand corrected. I guess she does think he's hot," Christina says.
"I didn't even say anything," I say.
"You didn't have to. That smile says it all, my friend," Violet says.
I laugh. Christina rolls her eyes.
"I still don't see it. So, what was it?"
"I don't know. He just is. And he's so nice."
"How do you know that? You just met him."
"Still. Didn't you get that vibe from him?"
"I did," Violet said.
"I don't know. I didn't pay that much attention," Christina says.
"Fair enough."
We go out to the bus loop and wait for our buses. Once they arrive, we say goodbye and get on.