I'm In Love With My Teacher (Pete Wentz Fan Fic) [COMPLETED]

Starbucks

I woke up to my alarm sounding annoying as ever. I live by myself. My mom kicked me out when I failed senior year. Jokes on her, I'm doing very well in my apartment. I dragged my ass out of bed and threw on ripped jeans, a black tank top with a Metallica shirt over it and converse. I looked at my clock and saw that I had no time to eat. Who even has the first day of school on a Friday?Oh well. So I got in my car and stopped by Starbucks. I walked in and saw a hot guy with black hair styled up, wearing a white shirt and a black tie. He was in line and ordered a large ice coffee- light and sweet. Must be his first day somewhere. Only losers wear a tie. But hot damn, he could pull it off. I stood behind him and line and waited for him to pay for his coffee. He grabbed his coffee from the counter and quickly turned around and knocked his drink into me.

"Dammit." He said, "I am so sorry. Let me help you."

I looked down at my shirt and there was a large coffee stain on it.

"Crap." I said, "it's okay, it's fine. I have another shirt in my car."

He ran to the counter and got napkins and handed them to me. "I'm sorry, let me buy your drink. What do you want?"

I walked over to the counter as I wiped my shirt. "Can I please have a large I've coffee-light and sweet."

He smiled, "Make that two please."

He handed the barista the money and grabbed the two coffees and we headed toward the door. He walked ahead and held it open.

"Here, let me walk you to your car." He said.

We walked over to my car and I unlocked the door and grabbed an extra plain black shirt from the back.

He placed my coffee in the cup holder and stood against the door.

I took off my shirt and put on my black one. He looked so into me-well I did have just a tank top on.

I got in my car and closed the door. He stood looking at me for a second and I rolled down the window.

"Thanks for the drink." I said

He smiled, "No problem. Sorry about your shirt."

"It's fine." I replied, "Maybe I'll run into you tomorrow."

"Maybe. Take care." He said

I rolled my window up and headed to school. Crap, 20 minutes.