Mr. Malik: The Physics teacher

Chapter 3: Horny much?

Mia's POV:

I walked out of the class, reaing for AP Euro. I'm already tired with teacher's bombing out AP class rigors. That class was easy though. No studying, only paying attention in class. That wasn't a problem for me. I wanted home-time to be study-free, at least for the 1 subject I didn't have to study for. I had AP Calc next, with Kylie and the nameplate on the door surprised me immensely.

Mr. Styles

Mr. Styles? Was he a hairstylist or something? Hehe, weird. As I was thinking to myself I bumped into someone. A someone who smelled nice ;) [Kayla you know what I'm talking about lol] I looked to see a pair of green eyes meeting mine and dimples that made me grin from ear to ear.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't looking, I didn't mean to bump into you, I'm sorry..I'll.."

He held up his hand as if to signal me to stop.

"It's okay, dear. Just pay attention next time."

Dang! He was so nice and he too had a British accent! But he looked familiar. And then I realized, it was the same guy who had crashed his car into ours! He was soo cute, in a adorable way. Wait, so he's a new student?

I looked down at his outfit. A long-sleeved white shirt with tan pants. Overly dressed for a student. Hold on, holy mother of chocolates...he's our math teacher??? What in the world? Well, good for me. ;)

A hand waved across my face. I blinked only to see Mr. Styles smirking at me. I just mumbled a thank you, for he had picked up my textbook from the floor and handed it to me. Kylie was dying of happiness when she saw our exchange.

"Oh my gawd...two hot teachers!! Dang, dang! We're gonna have so much fun this year!!"

"Well, calm your hormones, K; we don't want Mr. styles to think we're weird."

"Whatever you say, I think this man is super-hot!"

I sighed at my friend, who was yet again busy fantasizing over the new teacher.

Mr. Styles started the class by introducing himself, "Hello, I'm Harry Styles but you can call me Mr. Styles or Mr S. or anything with a Mr. in front of it."

"Call we call you Mr. Hottie"? A girl in the back row snickered.

"Unless you want to come pay the principal's office a visit, sure!"

The noise subsided.

"So, I will be taking roll now. Stay quiet, everyone."

He began calling out name and just as I had expected he said my name wrong! Huh, bad impression Mr. Styles. Kylie giggled on and on and I couldn't concentrate on what he was teaching. I gave up after a while and tried to switch seats with someone. The guy who sat in front of me fumbled in his seat because apparently he had "lost" something. He started jumping up and down. I tried quieting him a few times with no avail. That's it, I'm leaving. As I got up Mr. Styles turned around, a look of confusion on his face.

"Is there a problem, Marina?"

"Mia. Call me Mia, please." I said, annoyed.

"Very well then, Ms. Mia. What seems to be the problem?"

"Nothing, Mr. Styles. It's just that I couldn't see the board over such humongous barriers." I said, looking at the annoying guy.

The class laughed, even Mr. Styles suppressed a smile.

"You can come sit here."  He pointed to his spare chair.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, now sit here before I change my mind."