Miss Boebi

Chapter 4

*Ally's POV*

Okay, so, let me get this straight. That just happened? Like, that really happened. I find myself looking around the room for Ashton Kutcher to pop out of nowhere and start yelling "YOU'VE BEEN PUNKED!!" but  alas, nothing.

Instead, I'm faced with the reality of the event. Stevie Boebi, my insanely hot English teacher just let me kiss her...AND SHE KISSED ME BACK!

I just need to collect my thoughts right now and focus on not passing out. So that's fun.

As I sit in my desk, face probably as red and a fire truck, I try my hardest not to look in Stevie's direction for the sake of my sanity. I feel as though even a glance could kill me at this point.

Apparently I zoned out completely because next thing I know there's a hand on my shoulder and someone calling my name. When I look up, I see Stevie looking at me with worry in her eyes.

"Ally, are you okay?" she asked, the concern in her voice to prominent to hide.

"Uh, y-yeah. I'm f-fine. Thank you." I stuttered. 

"Stay after class, I need to talk to you."

Those nine words sent a wave of fear throughout my body at just the thought of what she could want to talk to me about. I shouldn't think about it though. The more I think about it, the more worried I become. The more worried I become, the more likely I am to pass out.

One thing is for sure, I really don't feel like passing out in front of Stevie. That would be mortifying. 

I look to my right and see Taylor looking at me. She looks like she's trying to tell me something and judging by the look on her face, she probably knows what's going on.

I mouth to her, "We will take at home." Giving her a very serious look.

She nods in response and goes back to her work. 

Going back to my work was extremely difficult, especially when Stevie said 'Stay after class, I need to talk to you.' 

Soon enough, though, the bell rings and a new wave of fear washes over me. I feel like I'm going to die. Get it together, Ally.

Everyone got up and started to exit the classroom. Everyone except for me. Apparently, Stevie didn't have a second hour, so we had all hour. That's fine with me, I don't really want to go to my second hour.

Noticing this in my facial expression, I hear Stevie say from the front, "Don't worry, I called your calculus teacher and she said it was fine."

She puts down her clipboard on her desk, and goes to close the door. My heartbeat quickens when i hear the lock click.

She must have seen that as well, because her next comment made me shiver.

"I just don't want anyone to walk in, ya know, just in case...." she trailed off. She didn't need to finish that sentence, I already knew what she was talking about. 

I can't believe how chill she is with everything that's gone on today. I'm freaking out and she's just acting as normal as possible. Which, I guess she kinda has to be, but still, It's really weird.

"Can I sit next to you?" she asked. I nodded in response and she took a seat in the desk directly in front of me, causing her to have to turn around in order to talk to me.

We stayed silent for what felt like 20 minutes, until she finally broke the silence.

"So, did you want to talk about this morning? Or is it too soon?"