Just My Luck.. *BEING REWRITTEN*

Just My Luck.. Chapter Eight

Sorry, I got caught up in things. Mainly preparing for my boyfriends birthday, but thats no excuse.  I'll admitt most of this chapter I already had typed up since i posted chapter seven, but I needed to come up and finish the chapter.

Dedicated To SaraDawn cause her telling/asking me to update is what pushed me to finishing typing this chapter up. I'm kind of glad I haven't slept now. I've posted a chapter already today and it's only 8 in the morning, I feel like I've already accomplished something.

Without wasting anymore of your time blabbering on, here you go, Chapter eight. Comment, fan and vote? xoxo

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Kirsten’s Point of View

Getting out of the shower I dry off and slowly get dressed.  I wonder why he felt the need to wake me so early?  I mean sure I usually wake up between six and seven AM but today is Monday, and I’m tired. I  could have enjoyed an extra twenty more minutes of sleep and still be prepared for the day ahead of me.  Just cause he’s a teacher and has to be there before the first bell does not mean I want to be at school earlier then need be.

Walking out into the kitchen I first notice the heavenly scent in wafting through the kitchen, only then was it that I noticed the large stack of chocolate chip pancakes on the kitchen table.

“Hope you don’t mind chocolate chip pancakes." Ezra grinned.

"No , not at all. That is assuming your cooking is edible." I smirk, watching his smile falter momentarily.

"This time it was his turn to smirk, "No girl has anything but compliments for me in the bedroom and the kitchen."

"Did not need to know that!" I laugh in slight horror.

"Eat up, we need to leave soon." He says with a straight face.

"But it's only seven thirty, school doesn't start until almost nine." I say shocked.

"Yes, well school is just over half an hour away." he laughs as if I should have known this.

Shit, what?

"You're kidding right?" I'm ready for him to smirk and say 'kidding'. But instead he just continues to give me his all to serious look.

Oh jeez, he's not kidding.

Digging into my plate of pancakes it took almost all of my will power not to moan in pleasure when I took my first be.  He wasn't kidding that no one complained. He really must make me breakfast every morning, I don't want to have my plain toast after knowing he can cook this well.. I wonder what else can he cook..

I look down at my plate realizing I've managed to down most of my pancakes and smile.

"Told you I was good." Ezra smirks at me.

"Shut up." I retort as soon as I swallow my last bite. You can not believe how full I am after all that.

He just laughs at me before grabbing my plate and rinsing it in the sink. Softly he tells me to grab my bag and get ready to go.

Ten minutes into our drive to school something clicks in my head. "Won't it look funny if we show up to school together?"

Ezra slows the car down before quickly saying' "Shit, didn't think of that. I mean we'd be early, so hardly anyone would be there, but still I'd rather not take any chances. Uhm, I'll let you get out just over a block away, okay? I mean it's not too bad outside."

"Alright, seeing as it is pretty okay outside.  Otherwise you would be getting a mouthful right now."

I can not wait until my mother thinks that Ezra and I are getting along well enough.  She doesn't seem to trust me not to run away. Therefore when she started realizing how often me and Ezra bickered she took my baby away from me.  She's always hated my baby, she doesn't think it's feminine enough. Ok, I mean it is a Ford F350 in Charcoal grey, and i must admit I love it more then anything. If I had my truck right now I wouldn't have to walk part way to school. I really don't mind walking, it's more the having to leave early for school just to end up walking to school all alone kind of sucks, not that Ezra was chatty on the way here.  Then again he could have made me bus my whole way here, so I guess I am a little lucky there.

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I walk into English class, refusing to look at the front of the classroom.  It has just really sunk in, he kissed me last night, he kissed me.  Oh jeez, that's awkward.

I take my usual seat beside Mikayla and smile at her.

"How was your weekend?" she asks returning my smile.

"Pretty alright, spent it unpacking and chilling out, you know? How about yours?" I reply trying not to spill my guts about why I moved and who I am now living with.

"Mine was great, spent it with Alec, he's such a sweetie.  I can't believe he asked me out on Friday." she gushes, grinning ear to ear.

Alec has been a friend of ours since he moved here from Ireland two years ago.  He's on the football team. He's one of the nicest guys you'll ever meet. he's cute, polite, funny, smart and shy. Mostly, it's been obvious that him and Mikayla liked each other since day one.  It's about time they started dating.

"Listen up everyone, I want to get class started now, so if you'd all take your seats and be quiet I'd appreciate that." I jump slightly when Ezra calls us to attention.

Looking up at him I can't take my eyes off him. Well his lips really, i just can't stop thinking about  the kiss we shared. I lick my lips deep in thought, He's an amazing kisser, there's no denying that.  But did it mean anything? Or was it just a one off? Do I like him? How does he feel towards me? So many questions that I have no answers to, I'm just so confused right now.  Everything seems to be happening so quickly.

"Ms. Price, is everything alright?" Ezra calls to me from the front of the room, startling me back into reality.

I nod, slightly confused as to why he'd ask.  He walks to my desk, crouching down so he's at my level, "Then get to work, princess."

I scowl, princess? "Excuse me?"

He laughs before standing back up, "Chapters six to eight, to be completed by next class." With that he returns to his desk at the front of our classroom.

Princess? As if, right?

The lunch bell rings and I pack my work up preparing to leave class.  As I'm walking towards the door Ezra speaks up, "Ms. Price, may I have a word?"

'No' that's what I really want to reply to him with but I refrain.  Instead I walk up to his desk, "Yes, Mr. Williams?"

"You can't day dream in class.  I know I'm good looking and you want to kiss me, but you can't let that affect your school work."

My jaw drops just slightly, "Excuse me?"

"Are you a parrot? It seems that is all you know how to say." he laughs at me.

I just frown back at him.

"Awe princess, don't get so worked up over this. Meet me back here after school so i can drive us home."

"Okay, may I go now sir?" I reply with slight venom.

"Just don't be late." With that he dismisses me and turns back to his desk to mark some homework he'd assigned last week.

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“You’re late.” Ezra exclaims as i walk into his classroom.

“Class let out three minutes ago, how am I possibly late?” I reply slightly frustrated.  It’s been a long day and I just want to lay in bed.

“It took you three minutes, that’s how.” he smirks, knowing how much he’s effecting my mood.

You have got to be kidding me, does he expect me to run here?

“Sit, you’re going to help me mark some of the younger grades assignments.” He tells me pulling a chair up beside him for me to sit in.

After marking for an hour and a half we were finally done with the younger grades papers. All he had left were our essays on “Change in the World” from last week which he was taking home to mark tonight. Meaning within the hour I’d be in bed asleep.

True to my word as soon as we reached the loft at 5:15pm I changed into pyjamas and crawled into bed. I was out cold soon after.

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There you have it Chapter eight. I hope you enjoyed it. Now it's time i start working on Chapter nine.. I really need to write ahead again. 

I'd like to thankl all my fan and reaers for putting a smile on my face.

Nicole xoxo