30 Days In Rome

Chapter 14

23 more days to go....

Every man in their right sense will be attracted to you

"Including you?"

"Yes"

Yes

Yes

His reply was all I could think about throughout the weekend.

Does this mean he's attracted to me?  The same way I am to him? Have my suspicions be right all along?

Can he be? I mean, is he allowed to?  Considering the fact that he'll be a priest soon. I shouldn't get my hopes up anyway. He's just my teacher

"Ruby!" Jomar called but it was too late

The ball hit me right on the nose

"Owww" I cried out

"It's probably plastic" Mary laughed

"No. It isn't, you fool" I shouted

Coach blew his whistle in my direction

"Watch your language!" He scolded

"Sorry coach" I said

Did I forget to mention that we were on the soccer field for P. E class?

Yup. I'm thinking about my super hot teacher in the middle of an important class. That's why the ball hit me. Pretty interesting, yeah? No. It was a horrible idea. Now my nose hurts.

There were two team captains; Jomar and Mary. It wouldn't take a genius to know whose team I was on. Mary would never allow me on her team in a million years. I wouldn't even want to be on her team either.

Mr. Henderson stepped into the field and started talking to coach. My heart beat accelerated when I sighted him.

Isn't it surreal?  I was just thinking about him and here he is. I feel so self conscious. He's totally gonna watch me embarrass myself.

Coach turned away from him and blew his whistle.

"Class is over"

"Thank God" I breathed

All students started departing from the field to the locker room. Anabelle patted me on the back

"Nice work Ruby" she said "you should totally consider a career in soccer"

Jomar laughed beside me. They high fived each other.

"I was thinking the same thing" he teased

I rolled my eyes. Hey! I tried my best. I don't even carry my plates to the kitchen when I'm done eating, let alone know how to play football. Football was Rainer's best sport.

I'm a princess. Princesses don't play sports. On a normal day, I would never touch a soccer ball.

"Bunch of fools" I mumbled

I caught Mr. Henderson staring at me. Coach was showing him something on a clipboard but he was smiling at me instead.

Do I look horrible? Is that why he's staring? I doubt I do. The look on his face is friendly

I smiled at him and waved. He waved back at me. I bit my lip and turned around into the school building.

After I showered and changed in the locker room, I went to my next class: Psychology. I sat next to Jomar in the middle of class. Anabelle was directly behind me.

The teacher wasn't in so I took a pencil from my purse, a piece of paper and started sketching.

Jomar looked over at my work. His face was full of astonishment