Chapter 3

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My life was a screaming bore and I've always made existential crisis like every day. My mum always nags me with " Who's the lucky one?" whenever I'm texting or chatting but one thing she never understood is that her daughter's love life was not exactly like she figured it out, it was a complete desert. My sister has had uncountable boyfriends who I was not really ecstatic about and my mum was the star of her school. I was the kind of "black sheep". I always lacked confidence in myself but whenever I was with my friends I was quite different. I was known as the crazy and I really was one. My trademark was sarcasm and I was very straightforward. I tell you the truth in your face. My mum always tells me that it is a good thing but someday it is going to get you problems if I continue.

2 weeks after the school has begun the flow of everyday life began again. Zoe and I never ever talked again about the new cute teacher and I preferred just not to pay attention to my casual heap of heartbeats when he was next to me in the school corridors. I couldn't fall for him, simply could not. I did not even know his name but I just did not care (I actually appeared not to care). It was very important for Miss Sabrina Jacobs to do her usual entertainments before new teachers especially young male ones and as he was her math teacher it was worst, it was a real blessing of God that she was not in my class and also that I did not do Math, or else I'll be in jail for man slaughter and torture also (joking! don't be scared). It was a Tuesday I remember when Zoe came all jumping in the corridors.

"Guess who looked at me?" she said like a hysteric person.

Normal guessing: "Samuel" I said

"Yeah who could be the reason of my happiness?"

"He just looked at you and you're in that state, if he talks to you you'd be dead?"

"Probably" she said while looking to what my back was facing and normal human reaction is to turn back and see what was she damn looking at but she turned my face ,before I could do a complete 90 degree, and said:

"You'd probably better not see that" she said with her jaw opened.

"Why?" I said releasing her hands off my cheeks and turned myself.

And there stood that sexiness personified thing as cute as ever. Gosh! Why was he a fucking teacher?

He was wearing a black shirt and a leather jacket onto that and simple info, I love boys who wear black shirts and with that leather coat he was to die for. Every girl was looking at him and he was stuck in some papers in his hands. I wonder if he knows he's awesomely cute. And some seconds later there comes Sabrina; I was saying in my head that it was too good to be true.

"Wow!" Zoe said with her mouth gaping

"Yeah agree" I said dreamy maybe thinking about how cute our babies would look like.

"Do you know his name?"

"No and it's the second week of school"

"Mr. Julian Forrester and this name just suits him"

"Lol why?" I said taking my eyes off him to put them on her

"I don't know, it seems classy and that bitch can't forbid herself from being bitchy"

"She's a bitch huh?"

"Yeah she is! Obviously"

Sabrina was talking to Mr. Forrester but he was so deep in his paper that he just contented himself to nod and approve whatever she was saying. "I'll see you in class then Miss Jacobs" he said while entering in the teacher's Staff Room. Her face sunken and she was hit hard in her ego, I think it is the first time that she did not captured the attention. For once, Thank God!

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