Save Me

"I don't see what the big deal is. He's just a teacher" I rolled my eyes as I headed towards school with my best friend, Nicole, as she constantly talked about the new History teacher.

"Kayla, he is not just a teacher. One, he's from another country, so that's so hot!" She sung, "And two, I heard he's not even that old" she continued as she winked in my direction.

I shook my head, "You can't be serious about this. Are you serious? We're sophomores! He's our History teacher, but you keep drooling over him as if something's going to happen between the two of you"

"Hey, you never know. High school can surprise you sometimes. And since you're a genius freak, you may be able to woo him"

"You're crazy, you know that, right?" I rolled my eyes as we walked into our first class – History.

"I can't believe we have him at the beginning of the day. This class may be the only reason I'll be a morning person" She sat down right in front of the teacher's desk and plopped her bag on the desk.

"Why are we sitting in the front? You hate sitting in the front," I noted as I took a seat beside her.

"I want a nice view, duh!"

"Nikki, we haven't even seen him yet"

"Whatever. If he's hideous like you say, we'll move towards the back. It's just for one day, Kayla"

"Fine" I muttered.

The first bell rang and students entered the room. Girls walked up to the front of the room and sat down, unbuttoning a few of their shirt buttons, revealing more than enough cleavage, for the new History teacher, currently still unseen by the students in the classroom. The clock ticked on the wall and the girls around Nikki and I became obnoxious as they talked about the new teacher. Like they had a chance. I mentally groaned and glanced at the clock. With a few minutes to spare, the new, and hot, History teacher walked in.

Dressed in black pants and a dark blue collared shirt, tucked in in the waist, and black shoes, the new teacher walked towards the front of the room, glancing and smiling at the new students. One girl almost fainted when he smiled at her with his perfect white teeth. When I turned my head to see Nikki, I noticed her gawking at him.  

"Good morning everyone. I'm Chase Knight, and I'll be your History teacher for this year" He said in a strong British accent as he wrote his name across the white board. "I know today's the first day, so I didn't plan on having a lecture. Instead, we're going to learn about each other. How does that sound?" He asked as he sat on top of his desk as he ran a hand through his brown hair, tousling it a bit. The girls swooned at the sight but agreed to his idea of "getting to know each other".

"Great. I'll start and then we can go around. Hmm..." He tapped a finger on his chin as he thought about what to say before he continued, "Well I'm 24, I'm single, and I like to swim," He said as he looked around the room. All the girls giggled with each other, and I tried to tune them out as I gazed out the window. The bright sun shone through a few clouds across the bright blue sky.

"You, right there. Why don't you introduce yourself" I heard Mr. Knight speak. I didn't respond as I continued to look out the window, but Nikki nudged me.

"What?" I asked her. She looked at Mr. Knight, then back at me. When I turned my head from the window, I noticed he cocked his head to one side and smirked.

"Summer's over" He said, "so why don't you tell us a little about yourself"

"I'm Kayla Stewart and I'm 15, and I like to... um... cook?" I said, but it came out as a question.