Cravingz [Editing]

Ch.1

Mr. Tate's Pov

"Chloe, will you please sit down? If you need to use the bathroom, just ask." I was clearly annoyed with her constant fidgeting.

It's been like this for the past two years since I've worked here, and it was tiresome to watch students try to get my attention.

Why couldn't they be like Ashelyonna? Calm. Sweet. Not flirty. And consistently producing good grades.

Just the thought of her dedication and calm demeanor was enough to impress me.

Staring at her in my Literature class, I was captivated by her presence. Her light pink lips and soft, dark eyes were striking.

I'm thankful I get to teach her in two more classes, and I appreciate that the sessions are long, allowing more time for interaction.

She sat in the second row to the left in the third column, trying her best to stay hidden and quiet among her peers. Yet, to me, she stood out every time she tried not to.

She was a remarkable student, and though I maintained my professionalism, there was something about her that always caught my attention.

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So I've decided to make this book a short story. Let's see how that goes.