Today I woke up early,actually I never slept last night. I am worried now. After such a restless night how will I focus on my classes. My mind understand all this but my poor heart is not ready to listen anything. All it can understand is that it is in love with Mr Marcus.
Yes I feel I am in love with Mr Marcus. I don't know how,when and where this infatuation turned to love. All I know is Mr Marcus surely mean more than a mere teacher to me.
I am really confused about my clothes today. I wanted to look my best in front of Mr Marcus. I want his total attention today ....I am really anticipating to see him today.
I reached my wardrobe and finally found a floral dress. Firstly I thought that it would make me look overdressed but at the end I made my mind to wear it. I took a shower. Got in my dress which was falling perfectly over my knees. I kept my hair open and let my curls fall naturally over my waist.
I put a little mascara and gloss. But not much of makeup. I wanted to look attractive but decent at the same time. Finally after getting ready I gave myself a last check. The girl standing in front of me in the mirror was looking preety. I realised that people say it right I resemble a lot to my father. I kinda dont like this fact. I like being associated to mom but not dad.
I took my bag and headed downstairs where Sydney and Jacob were waiting for me. When they both looked at me actually not only they both but my mom too was quite shocked seeing me soo dressed up. C'mon you don't see Myra Mac lane dressed up everyday.
"Ohkkkk.......so if you people have stopped checking Me out ...can we please proceed to school" I tried to make everyone laugh but there eyes were constantly on me.
"Babe you look hot" Sydney said with her eyes wide open.
"Agreed...!!!!" Jacob was drooling by this time.
"Honey you look like a princess" my mommy she still thinks this Cinderella compliment will work ...well for me it works. I still read fairy tales and believe in them.
"Thank you everyone ...Jacob will you please close your mouth it kind of irritates the hell out of me." I gave him a tough look.
Three of us went towards school. We reached school and now for the first time in my school life I was been looked at by boys. I felt irritating though but somewhere deep I was liking that attention as well .....hormones I suppose.
I attended the first half patiently. Biology class was scheduled in the second half. Finally after getting through the boring lectures and the tough looks from all the teachers I survived. I don't know why those looks were coming from teachers either because of my dressing style or whatever happened yesterday at cafeteria... Well whatever the reason was,as a matter of fact those stares from teachers were annoying.
Finally the BIOLOGY CLASS approached. Mr Marcus entered in the class with a briefcase. He was wearing a black blazer with blue jeans....well he was the definition of GOOD LOOKS😍.
He greeted me with a smile. The life taking smile that took away all my senses. God ...who gave him the right to be so hot??. I smiled back ...well I smiled through the entire lecture. We were supoose to perform dissection on frog. We were provided with specimens and dissection kit. But I had never done that thing before. Apart from me everyone else was more than confident.
I was standing with a confused face when Mr Marcus came there. His perfume was so good and I felt like heaven in his presence. Teenagers literally have no control over their hormones.
"Miss Mac lane ...are you alright??" he asked so softly.
"I have never done dissection ...I don't know how to do it" I managed to say.
"Come I will help you" Mr Marcus put his hand on my shoulder and said while supporting me.
He started dictating me the steps for dissection. I was doing but still was unable to do it properly. That was when Mr Marcus held my hand and guided me through the dissection.
The feeling was beyond words. As the dissection got over,bell rang for the next class.All the students moved to the algebra class but me,Myra Mac lane moved to another world ....world of her dreams where only Mr Marcus was there with her.
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