Be Mine

Need to Stop

Chapter 3

That night I sat late thinking about him. "It's just a little crush." I told myself. "It's no big deal. Everyone gets them."

Just the way he looked at me, sent sparks through my body. This wasn'tnormal for me either. Usually I was focused on tennis and my school work. I never had time for a boyfriend...not that any guy had liked me anyway.

Sure I was the star tennis athlete at school, but I didn't consider myself to be that pretty looking...just average. But when I did like a guy; I fell  really hard. I closed my eyes and tried to go to sleep, except one thing got in my way...him.

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The next morning I woke up early, surprisingly, and took time with what I wore. I ended up wearing a cute black lace dress with a peter pan collar, my favorite black flats with little red bows, a gold bracelet, and cute heart earrings. Yes, I was quite the fashionista today.

I put on some concealer, mascara, and lipgloss and scrambled towards the door. I almost ran out the door, before remembering to grab my gym shirt. I quickly got my shirt and headed for the bus.

"So...wasn't he cute yesterday?" Clara asked, as I sat next to her on the bus. I knew who she was talking about, but pretended to play dumb.
"Who?" I asked. "Oh don't be stupid. You know who I'm talking about."Clara said. "Mr. Wood! Or shall I call him Brad."Clara said, with a devious smile on her face. "Look Clara, let's just stop talking about him. Please." I said. She gave me a funny look, but didn't say anything.

We got off the bus and I noticed a silver mercedes pulling in. His car. He got out of his car and I saw that he was wearing a blue polo shirt and athletic shorts. "Let's walk faster." I told Clara. I didn't want to think about him. Fat drops of rain started pouring and we rushed inside the school  building.

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"RING!!!" yay calc class was over. I was in a pretty happy mood because I had aced my test and I didn't get yelled at from my teacher. "Now to dreaded gym." I thought to myself. I decided to go outside to the tennis courts a few minutes early to help Mr. Wood carry the tennis balls and rackets.

I was so nervous to see him, but I told myself that I couldn't act shy around him for the rest of the year. I had to toughen up. I put on my gym clothes and tennis shoes and sprinted out to the courts. Big mistake. I forgot that it was raining in the morning, and I splashed mud water all over my shoes. Great...now my socks were soaked. Just as I was about to head back inside, I noticed him standing on the courts.

He had a racket in his hand and a tennis ball in his pocket. He started doing serves on the court. The way his body and arms moved in such fluidity was truly beautiful. I could see the passion in his eyes, as each serve became powerful and stronger. He seemed to love tennis just as much as I did. I suddenly felt so emotional, knowing that someone shared such a true passion for tennis like me.

I was about to walk away but I was too late. He saw me. "Krista!" he called. He motioned me to come over. My legs felt like jelly but I managed to get on the courts. "Hi. I didn't know you played tennis." I said. "Yeah. I've been playing since I was four." he said brightly."That's awesome!" I exclaimed. "I saw you play and you really are amazing." I said. "Yeah, well thanks. I've heard you're an awesome player."He said smiling, his dimples showing. I blushed."Ahhh not really. I don't know, I try my best. If you want to come to our home game tomorrow that would be cool" I said. "Yeah sure! I'll be there!" he said, smiling again.

The rest of gym class went by in a blur. It was only until I came back home when I realized what I had done. I had flirted with him. Sort of. So much for trying to stop liking him. "This is wrong." I told myself. "He's a teacher.You're a student. He doesn't even have feelings for you." "Ahhhh!" I screamed at myself. I knew that the more I talked to him, the more he mesmerized me. I had never felt like this for anyone else before. I could only do one thing...ignore him for the rest of the year.