Teach Me to Kiss

Third Lesson

My hands were sweating. My mind is whirling. I could not calm down. I gripped the steering wheel tighter making my hands go white. I just can't believe myself. I just admitted.

I admitted I have a crush on little mousy Farrah.

What the hell am I saying? Or better yet what the hell am I thinking? Or best yet what the hell am I feeling?

I was already on my usual parking lot on school grounds but I didn't get out of my car. I was scared. I mean I was cautious. Yeah, cautious. I don't know. I don't know. After admitting to myself that I had a crush on that mousy girl I just don't know what to do. I don't know how to act around her, I don't know how to keep myself away from her, and I just don't know. And It's scaring me shitless!

I was in the middle of banging my head on the steering wheel when somebody knocked on my window. I opened it slowly and saw Luke looking at me strangely.

"What the hell man? You've been in there for ten minutes. Aren't you going to get out? Class already started," Luke said and stared at me trying to know what is happening to me. I avoided his gaze and sighed. Stupid Farrah Lockhart making me look like a fool. 

I took my bag and went out from my ferrari and joined Luke who started walking to class. I run my hands through my hair trying to compose myself. I'm Andrew Greene for pete's sake. I don't chase. I won't deny I have a TINY bit of feelings toward her but still I won't chase after her. It's just a crush. No big deal. I even bet she had more feelings toward me than I toward her. I grinned to myself.

"Dude, sometimes you scare me," Luke stated and look at me weirdly while I was still grinning. 

"First, you kept on banging your head. Second, you kept on scowling, sighing and just what more. Then you grin. I'm starting to think you're PMS'ing. Mood swings?" I punched him on his shoulder while he chuckled. We were already at the door to our math class when I noticed her. She was at the teacher's desk showing Mr. Fowl something in the book. I completely stopped where I was. 

Shit. What should I do?

Do I act normal? Do I greet her? Do I, fuck it. Just ignore them and sit on your seat Andrew. She's not worth your time. I immediately went out of my reverie and sat on my seat where the girls started pouncing on me. I glimpsed at the teacher's table trying see what they were doing. Then I caught her looking at me. She immediately look away and went back to listening to what Mr. Fowl was saying. 

I smirked. See! I knew it. She does have feelings for me. 

I was just there smirking and proud of myself when I have had enough of the girls bugging me. 

"Can't you girls control yourself for once. We are in a class for pete's sake," I angrily told them and they immediately shut up but not totally hiding the questioning looks they kept on giving me. Then I heard someone clap. I looked at Mr. Fowl and saw that he was the one clapping.

"My, my, my aren't you changed Mr. Greene?" he said amused at me.

"Old fart," I murmured to myself. 

"What did you say Mr. Greene?" He raised an eyebrow. 

"Nothing," I replied and I noticed Farrah looking at me. I didn't hear what Mr. Fowl had said cause all I was focused was on the little mousy girl who was giggling at me. I was happy. So happy that I made her giggle. It was like an achievement. I couldn't help but give her a grin.

"Mr. Greene, is there something on Ms. Lockhart's face? Why do you keep on looking at her?" He said while looking at the both of us back and forth. He was suspicious. When I looked at Farrah again, she was blushing. I knew she had feelings for me. My grin grew bigger. I put my hands on the back of my head and rest my feet on the table.