My English Teacher (Ashton Irwin.)

Chapter 1II

Stacia's POVII 

I walk into hell, hell being school. There was a good part though, English Class for 4th hour. I have Mr. Irwin, I swear he is made by the gods. Curly blonde/light brown hair, Hazel eyes, and a jaw structure that you just want to cover with..nevermind my thoughts.

Anyways, I have a small group of friends. I hate having attention, it makes me feel weird. I go sit at our usual table. I smile at my friends, Cadence, Lane, Shelby, and Alex. I may not have that many friends, but we all make it work, all of us are different but yet fun to hang out with. 

"Stacia, are you doing it again?" Cadence asks me, and looks at me with a strange look. "Doing what?" I ask, acting oblivious to what I do everyday. "Daydreaming about Mr. Irwin." She answers. "Oh heavens no." I say, and my old crush, Lane looks at me like I have 2 heads. "Cadence is joking." I say to him, and wink at Cadence, giving her a hint. She's the only one who knows about it and I'd like to keep it that way. 

*Time Skip*

I walk into class, and sit down. I'm always about 5 minutes early, to see him. "Oh Stacia, I'd like to talk to you after school today." Mr. Irwin says in his thick, australian accent. I smile at him, "Okay Mr. Irwin." I say, and try to not freak out. He's not married if your wondering, he said before that he just likes sounding professional. He's only 20, and I'm in my senior year, and I'm 18 so it'd work out great. 

He smiles at me, as the rest of the class rushes in with all their stuff. They always come in with 45 seconds to spare. As he starts talking, I rest my head on my palm. I start imaging him walking over by me, lifting me up and kissing me as the girls look at us with jealousy because they want hiim to like them. Next thing I know, "Stacia, what did I just assign?" He asks me. Shit. "Us to write each word that is on the board, and give definitions for each one in paragraphs.." I answer, clueless. "Yes I did, and give a example." He says, thank god. I didn't want to get in trouble for ot paying attention. He runs a hand through his hair, "Now you guys can get on your phones or do whatever." He says and I smile.

He is literally the best teacher ever, and urg, he looks so hot when he pushes back his hair. He walks to the front, and glimpses around me. Oh wait, he's looking directly at me. I forgot I was looking at him. He raises his eyebrows at me and I blush. He smirks at me, and I blush even more. I'm now covering my cheeks, and he continues a smirk until he gets a text.

I somehow find my feet interesting, and I pull out my phone. 'You should stop.' I get a text from my friend-you guessed it-Cadence. I wonder if she has a crush on him..?