what was I thinking? ?????

The New kid

The boy stood there awkwardly seeming to contemplate between sitting behind me and Anne or sitting next to Zac-where I used to get pride of place. If I was him I would choose carefully as well, reputation is everything it seems at this school-and I have lost mine so I would know.
"Any plans for the weekend Ann?"
"Just sleepover at Jen's, you coming? "
"I didnt know there was one,you sure I was invited? "
:"......Shit, sorry I was spose to text you-I totally forgot, can you come? Jens, five o'clock, normal sleepover ....on ....TONIGHT! "
"Sure ill make it, I need some freak time "
"Great! "It wasn't the first time I found out last minute theres a party, doesn't matter though-Anne has other things on her mind. Mr Rogers sent a look, and we got the message to shut up.
I heard the annoying high pitched creak behind, spun around fuming as the sitter kept fidgeting, about to tell him off ....it was Justin-the new kid.
His hand was erect as if to tap my shoulder, but now it was precariously close to touching my chest. He obviously realized this as well as he flushed bright red and quickly dropped it .
"Sorry, I was just wondering what is he talking about? "
I raised one eyebrow before realisation struck me"ohhhh Mr Rogers? We're learning about plant biology at the moment"I smirked as I heard Mr Rogers rattle off technical terms chlorophyll, photosynthesis, osmosis
"Oh, thanks ...Im Justin" I nodded. "You are? ...."
"Oh right sorry "that blush is so cute "I'm Madeline, maddy for short"he smiled and I swear I hear him mutter under his breath'mad for even shorter'
"Miss saimss, even if you do know all there is to know about plants and their biological properties, would you please refrain from disturbing others learning? "
Just as I was going to make up some lame excuse, Justin cut in rattling off about how it was all his fault and I was helping his learning to the point that Mr Rogers just nodded and continued teaching.
"Thanks, you didn't have to do that"
"Why not" I just smiled at him and turned back around but the smile wouldn't go. No one has ever had the guts to talk back to Mr Rogers, he must have a death wish.