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The Teachers Choice: Four

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The Teachers Choice: 4

I grab my groceries off the counter and walk out the store doors. Someone runs into me making me drop everything. My eggs broke, and the milk smashes, sending it everywhere.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" The man apologizes. We both quickly bend down to clean everything up.

We look at each other.

"Jordyn!"

"Mr. Evans!" I perplex, shocked to run into him again.

"How about I pay for everything I broke?" He asks, getting out his wallet.

"No, its ok."

"Isn't it a little late for you to be out here at this time of night, especially for a young girl like you." He inquires and hands me twenty dollars.

I pushed the money away, "Tell that to my mom. I don't need any money, but thanks for the offer." I walk back into the store and grab the food I needed. I walked up to the cashier and she checks me out. Once she told me the total I grab my wallet.

"Here ya go." Mr. Evans tells the cashier and hands her the money.

She grabs the bags and hands them to Mr. Evans.

"May I have my bags, please?" I query, staring into his beautiful eyes.

"I'll help you put them in your car." He offers with a half smile.

I give him a quick, small, smile. "I don't have a car. I just walk."

"Then I'll give you a ride."

"I'm okay... but thanks." I go to grab my bags from his hands but he moves them away from me.

"Please give me my bag."

"Then let me give you a ride."

"No."

"Then no bags."

"Fine, keep the bags." I huff and walk past him.

He grabs my arm, I swiftly circle arm to look at him. " Jordyn. Let me give you a ride."

"Why?"

"Because its late."

"You aren't going to take no for an answer, are you?"

"No."

"Fine."

He grins, "Okay." He says, leading me to his car.

We hop into the car and he starts driving.

"Do you need directions?" I ask.

"No."

"Right."

A Few minutes later we were pulling onto my street.

"Is your mom home?"

I nod,"Yes. Thanks for dropping me off."

He smiles and walks me to my front door. "Anytime."

I was about to open my door until my mom did it for me.

"Oh. Well hello there!" My mom smirks as her eyes scatter to Mr.Evans and up and down his body.

He smiles polietly, "Hi, I'm Mason."

"I'm Chloe, please come in."

*******

My mom puts dinner on the table and Mr. Evans helps me set the table.

We all got our food and sit down at the table.

My mom looks at me and then at Mr. Evans, "So, are you two...dating?"

I chocked on my water and start to cough. Mr. Evans pat my back. "No I'm her teacher."

My mother smiles wide, "Smashing! So Mason, how old are you?"

"23... this ham is delicious Mrs. Harper."

"Why thank you! And its Miss. But please, call me Chloe." She glance at me and then back at Mr. Evans and smirks, "You sure do look like a high schooler." My mom states.

He chuckles, "Yeah, I get that a lot."

"Oh brother." I mumbled.

"What was that darling?"

I fake smile, "I said this is good."

Sorry for the shortness. Hope you enjoyed.