(A/N: Sorry guys, having major writer's block. But I'm working on another story called The Teacher. Hope you enjoy the excerpt.)
"We need to talk." He looked at me, crossing his arms.
"There is nothing to talk about. It happened before school and there is nothing they can do about it." I tried shoving past him so I could get back into class.
"That's not what I was talking about." He blocked my way to the door, "I know how you feel about me, I see the way you can't stop staring at me in class. Just the thought of being close to me stops your breathing. I know how you feel and there's no denying it." He looked down at me with his sapphire blue eyes.
"You think you intimidate me?" It was true, he did, "Well think again. You never have and never will." I shoved my way past him and walked into the classroom. I growled as I sat down and put my earbuds in. I looked down at the assignment, the lesson plan was no longer on my mind.
What did he mean by no denying it? I stared blankly at the page, the numbers and letters meant nothing.
