Falling Hard for Mr. Teacher

04.

PLEASE READ BELOW!
(A/N: Lesley is wearing, the same outfit, makeup, and hair style Becky G has above... except for the hat. [no Becky G is not Lesley, I don't know who I want playing Lesley yet]... this chapter is more ahead of the story, she's been in school for a month and chemistry is still not going so good, and she already has a C in the class. Read on everything will be explained. Enjoy.)
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The Grades Are All Ready Dropping
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God it's been a long Month. I don't know what's going on with me. I HAVE A C IN CHEMISTRY! I can't let it get any lower. I just can't concentrate and trust me, I've never stayed awake through any chemistry class. I guess that's just step one.

It's just hard remembering what the stupid letters in the period table mean, ugh I mean periodic! Like what the heck is OC2... Or is it C2O, no 2CO, ugh wait it's CO2.. right? I swear I'm stupid.

I'm definitely feeling stupid! Maybe Amber was right. I'm a stupid senior who takes classes with sophomores. They are doing way better than me, Jacob was my lab partner yesterday, I made the poor guy do all the work while I "observed" I had no clue what the green stuff was, I can't even remember if it was green.. was it.

Ugh! CHEMISTRY IS A PAIN IN THE ASS!

I walked into school today totally focused I had hours to myself yesterday and I was able to think, although my mind kept being distracted with Mr. Kelly. I've learned he's a kid at heart.

He likes the type of music we teenagers listen too. I skipped lunch last week and sat with him during his planing period and he was listen to the weekend... seriously the weekend.

*Flashback*

"Ima care for you, Ima care for

You, you, you, yeah. Cause girl

your perfect, your always

worth it, and you deserve it, the

Way you work it, cause girl

you earned, earned it, shit, girl

you earned, earned it.

You know our love would be

Tragic, so you don't pay it,

don't pay it, no mind, we live with no

Lies, yeah, yeah.

Your my favorite Kind of night."

(^A/N:I probably just wrote that wrong)

I heard as I walked towards his door.

"Whoa there.. Matthew Kelly?, listening to the weekend." I smiled, "I learn a little more about you everyday."

"Ha.. um, yeah." he said quickly turning his little radio off. "I'm into this generations music." he said.

"That's interesting" I said walking over and grabbing a seat. "so you have quizzes to grade, huh?" I said looking at the stack of 'first period quizzes'

"Yeah, I'm going to finish them when I'm done with my lunch." he said.

"Well, here" I said grabbing his red pen and his answer sheet. "you take your time and enjoy your lunch, I'll grade as many as I can. don't rush your self." I said already starting to grade the first paper.

"You don't have to do that, why don't you go have some lunch?" He asked.

"I don't like school food, I'd usually go out and bring back some food for my dad and me, but he's in a meeting and he will be there for another hour and a half. So Ive decided to go out fifteen minute before his meeting over."