The Impossible Just Got Possible

Chapter Two: Oh Ms. Cottonwood

The dreaded bell rung in my ears, it was a sign that I had to stop working on my test and turn in what I got done. I bit my tongue as I got up from my desk and lingered towards Mr. Oxford's desk. I observed his desk and seen that he had a huge stack of the same test that I had just took.

I know what to do now, I got a plan.

"Feel confident?" Mr. Oxford tittered.

"Mr. Oxford I have a feeling that you will be surprised by my grade." I weakly smiled and gave him my paper.

"Don't be too upset with your grade." Mr. Oxford assured me,"Maybe I won't count it."

"It would be in everyone's best interest in this class," I took a big sigh,"That you don't count this test grade."

"So your saying that everyone would benefit from that decision." His crystal blue eyes made contact with my green ones, sending this rush of excitement through my heart.

"Uhh." I chocked out,"Yes sir, it would."

"Well that's no fun." Mr. Oxford scoffed,"What is the point of being a teacher if you can't torture your students?"

"But Mr. Oxford, you will be deemed as a terrible teacher if everyone fails." I stuttered.

"Case closed Ms. Cottonwood." He glared at me, why did I find his angry face so sexy?

Oh yes the plan! Do it now or you will have to suffer from this devilish sexy man's class.

"Sorry sir." I shrugged at him, letting my purse strap slide down my arm.

"You are going to be late for your second period." Mr. Oxford edged on.

"Yes I should be going." I agreed with him.

I quickly turned around, swinging my purse with my body. The plan was to knock over that stack of blank test and steal one, copy down the right ones and some how switch my new test sheet answers with the terrible ones. My own advice right now would be fake it till you make it.

"Oh my!" I exclaimed and dropped to the floor,"I didn't mean to, I will pick these up."

"It is okay." I looked up at Mr. Oxford and seen him bite his lip,"I got it, just Don't be late."

"Just write me a pass." I was persistent, I needed to distract him from seeing me get a new test.

"Fine, just make it quick." He rolled his eyes and sat back down at his desk.

"I honestly did not mean to do this." I began to stack the blank test papers, secretly shoving one into my purse.

I didn't get a reply from Mr. Oxford, but I sure did fool him. My determination should over ride my dishonesty right? It is just high school, I wouldn't have risked this if I was in college. After five minuets of stacking papers and making sure that they were all in the same direction. I put the stack of papers on to Mr. Oxford's desk.

"Don't think this is going to help you get on my good side." I sensed seduction in his voice.

"Can't people be nice with out having some kind of motive?" I question, knowing that my motive was not to be nice but to get that A.

"All high schoolers have bad intentions." Mr. Oxford said proudly,"I was once a high schooler too."

"Do you have a prep period?" I blurted out and changed the subject,"Because I would like to look at your lesson plan, so I'm not in the dark."

"Hm okay then, fourth period on second lunch schedule." He answered me.

"Thanks!" I waved and ran out of his classroom, forgetting about my pass.