<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px;">I didn't go back to my friends after my little 'encounter' with Chris Evans. In fact, I was still in a fixed state of shock that he chose to work in our school. This school?! And should't he be teaching a lesson like Drama or something? Not biology.
Then I gave myself a mental face-palm. Why did I have to show him so much sass the first time I met him? I've completely screwed everything up. This isn't how it happens in my dreams!
The bell rang and I sulked off to English Lit and sat beside a girl that couldn't stop talking about the fact that 'Captain America' or 'flame guy from Fantastic Four' was the new biology teacher. The stupid people didn't even know his real name, yet they claim to be devoted fans. I pushed that jealous thought out of my mind, the guy is cocky and arrogant, just like pretty much every other celebrity I've met in real life. What made me think he would be any different?
I had biology next period after lunch, and I savoured every second I had left.
Mira flew towards me and tackled me into the janitors closet. "Mira! What the heck is your problem"
"Have you seen our teacher yet???" she squealed at me
My shoulders sagged, as I now realised what she wanted. I wanted to talk about anything but Chris
I gave a loud sigh
"I bumped into him and I gave him so much sass. He took my phone and I called him a bitch. I'm dreading seeing him Mira. This wasn't how it was meant to be. He probably thinks I'm a rude little girl now." I spilled.
She just gaped at me
"What?" I asked self consciously. "Is there something on my face?"
She punched me hard on my arm. "Oww! What was that for?"
"Ohmygosh, Liz. You are the luckiest girl in the world! Apparently he hasn't spoken to any students, nobody, he avoids conversations but you, you spoke to him for longer than 20 seconds?!"
It was my turn to gape at her.
Does that mean something? Or is it because I was being so aggressive towards him?
I settled with: I'm nothing special.
"Oh shut up Mira. Lets just get out of here, its too cramped."
We got out of the closet and Mira went her own way. I needed to go to the toilet, which was far away from the Biology block. Great.
***
There was a long line for the ladies toilets but I decided to wait, just to piss Mr Evans off. The bell had rang about 6 minutes ago and I was still in the queue. By the time I was finished, I was 12 minutes late.
Maybe this is going too far, I thought to myself. There's no need to turn up to class too late.
Out of guilt, I started to run to class. Despite my sprint, I still managed to make it to class 20 minutes late. By the time I reached the block, my heart slamming against my chest and I had a massive stitch. I was panting like crazy, leaning against the closed door trying to catch my breath. Fate must have been against me as my body weight burst the door open, causing me to fall inside the classroom, grasping on to a desk to support myself. Everybody stared in my direction in silence, taking in my wild mane of hair and my wild eyes. Chris- i mean Mr Evans stared at me with shock and confusion pure in his eyes. I stared at him blankly for a couple more seconds, my face on fire. This wasn't how I was meant to make my special entrance, but as usual, the force of gravity became my enemy.</pre>
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I trudged to my seat, huffing and puffing like crazy. He probably thought I was a wild animal, as well as a bitch.
"Ok guys, back to class. We have a lot to learn and we don't need any distractions." He said, glaring directly at me. Yet again, I set on fire from the attention he was giving me, even if he was being spiteful. I gave him a sheepish look and then stared down at my desk, overwhelmed by his beautiful annoyed stare.
I think I just involuntarily caused an enemy relationship with the man of my dreams.</pre>

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Keep It on The Down Low
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