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"Hey! What just happened in there?" Amanda asked. 

"Nothing. He just told me how not to start on the wrong foot and stuff like that." 

"Oh. But let's be serious. How hot is he? Like oh my gosh!" 

"I know! I know!"  

I don't think I can go the rest of the day without thinking Mr. Styles. I've never had a hot teacher before. Well in 6th grade I did. Or at least I thought I did.  

"Ouch"  

"Huh?" I said as I ran into my crush Bradley.  

"Oh I am so sorry!" 

"It's alright maybe you should stop day dreaming about me." 

"Don't worry I wasn't." 

"Yea. Ok" He said as he winked and walked away. 

Bradley knew I like him. I've liked him since the 8th grade. I've had the balls to tell him I liked him twice. He is a giant flirt after all. I mean he flirts with almost every girl I've seen him with. Why would he want to date me? He isn't that cute either. I guess I just have a feeling about him. Crap look at me day dreaming about him when I said I wasn't. I walk into the next classroom to realize I had this class with Amanda. Thank God. I can't think straight after what just happened with Bradley and Mr. Styles. 

As soon as I turn to talk to Amanda Bradley comes walking in to the room. Great. 

"Hey funny seeing you here." He says as he winks at me again. 

"Oh yea hilarious." I say. 

"Did you see that new English teacher Brad?" Amanda says. 

"Yea. Why?" 

"Just wondering. You should get some advice on how to be hot." 

"I don't need to. I have Abby to tell me how hot I am. Right Ab?" 

"Yea hotter than a fire Brad." I say sarcastically. 

"I know thanks." 

"ALIGHT QUIET! I have to go to a meeting real quick so Mr. Styles will be watching you for a few." Said the teacher. 

Can I ever get away from this teacher? 

"Nice seeing you here Abby. Oh hello Amanda." 

"Hi" Amanda and I say at the same time. 

Amanda and I giggle until he walks away. 

"Alright. Hello I am Mr. Styles. How about we all introduce ourselves by saying our name and a fact." 

Ugh could this day get any worse. 

"Abby why don't you go first?" 

Of course me. Why? 

"Uhm. Hi, I'm Abby. And I like to listen to music." I quietly say. 

"Alright. What kind of music?" He asks 

I thought this was just one fact? 

"Indie or Pop." 

"I also like Indie." Mr. Styles says with a smile. 

I smile back and for a moment the world just seems to stop.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 23, 2014 ⏰

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