Chapter 1
First Day Of School
POV Carly
"I can't believe we're freshman!" I told my best friend Miranda.
"I know right. Check out all of the senior guys they're so hot!" She said.
"Yeah I can't wait to get my hands in one of them." I laughed.
"We'll I got to get to class. What's your next class?" She asked.
"Um I think it's science." I said.
"Oh I have Social Studies. See ya."
"Bye."
I walked into science and I wasn't really sure where to sit. I didn't know anyone in the class so I decided I sit clear In the back, so I wouldn't be as noticed. But when our new teacher Mr. Marks walked in I was shocked. Unlike any of our other new teachers Mr. Marks was a young man, maybe 25 or so, and was tall (about 5'11"), muscular, tan, and had piercing blue eyes. Who was I kidding, he was hot.
POV Mr. Marks
"Good morning class I'm Mr. Marks." I said trying to sound enthusiastic, but honestly I was just as bummed to be here as any of these other kids.
"First things first. Names. I need a chance to get to know all of your names, so when I call your name from the list raise your hand."
I called off name after name until I got to the very last name.
"Carly Wilson." I called. And a pretty girl with long brown hair, brown eyes,
sitting in the back raised her hand.
I couldn't help but wonder why a pretty girl like her would sit clear in the back. Honestly as wrong as it was I couldn't take my eyes off of her. I had to do something. I couldn't let her sit in the back. So I did the only thing I knew I could do.
"Carly why don't you take a seat in the front of the room." I told her.
"Am I in trouble?" She asked,
looking confused, as she walked to the front.
"No not at all." I told her, hoping she wouldn't be too upset with having to move to the front.
She took a seat in the front row, only about a foot or so from my desk. It couldn't have been more perfect.
POV Carly
Honestly I was secretly glad he made me sit in the front. Now I'm closer than ever to him. He passed out work sheets, and as the students were working he sat at his desk grading papers. I couldn't help but notice how his arm muscles flex as he grips the pencil and writes. Every few seconds I would look over and sneak a peak at his amazing body. I thought every once in a while he was looking at me too. But I couldn't be sure. I looked over one last time, and his blue eyes met mine. Shivers instantly went crawling down my spine. And he smiled at me. A smile that was so beautiful, and manly, I wanted to scream in excitement.
I looked away quick, and continues to work on my paper.
POV Mr. Marks
Her brown eyes are so beautiful. I can't stop thinking about what I want to do with her so much. It's so wrong that I feel this way, but yet it's impossible to control my feelings towards her. Just keep calm. Stop being so obvious. I tried to tell myself, so I just continued grading these stupid papers.
POV Carly
I'm not sure if I really needed help on this question, or if I just wanted ti talk to him. But either way, I raised my hand. Mr. Marks walked over of my desk, and leaned over my shoulder to see my paper.
