The Answer

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They were having dinner and her mom asked her about her first day. "So, how was school?"

"Well, it's been nice mom. Nothing extraordinary, apart from my Maths teacher suggesting me to enroll into advance class." She rolled her eyes. She really didn't want to attend advance studies.

"That's so nice! I mean, it will help you with your credentials later on. It's not like you never have attended one. Im sure you can do it." Goes her mom again. But she appreciates her being supportive and all.

"I don't know actually." Actually she wants to because of this damn hot teacher, she thought. "It's just so tiring sometimes, mom".

"Yeah I know. But it's for your own good. And it's really nice that a teacher have noticed you on your first day!" She said smiling.

Yeah, except for this teacher's lips are actually lickable. God, she wanted to taste those lips if she were given the chance which she doubt she would because he was off limits.
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The next day, she went earlier since she went to her new favorite convenience store to buy her favorite iced coffee that she think she needs for the day. At the counter she was busy googling ideas for her English essay she did not notice someone coming who had also not notice her. They accidentally bumped into each other making her newly opened bottle of iced coffee fall scattering what is inside of it. "Sh*t!" She thought. She wanted to swear but then her eyes were met by a pair of light brown eyes, apologetic for the accident that happened. It took her a second to realize who the man was.

"I'm so sorry." The man realizes who she was and stared at her for a moment. "Miss Cortez?" He was almost whispering as he came to his senses. "I'm sorry. I swear I did not see you at all. I'll just buy you another drink."

"No, no, no! I- it's fine. I w- was also not looking. I'll just buy another one."

"I insist. It was my fault." He looked at the messed bottle and headed to the beverage corner and she reluctantly followed. "So, you're early today. Are you going to school already?"

She didn't know whether or not she was blushing. "Yeah. I am. I went early, actually for this." She said shyly referring to the one he is about to pay, for her, again.

After paying they exited from the store with Mr. Wilson going directly to his car and looking back at her. "You can hop in if you'd like." He offered looking really sincere and nervous somehow.

Again, her heart and mind could not help but race. As much as she wanted to, she can't because he was a teacher and besides, she has wheels.

Whatever she is thinking right now, she know she shouldn't think. God, how is this man this hot?

"Uhm, thank you for the offer. I appreciate it. But I think I too have to drive." Pointing to her car. He took a look and immediately realized. He nodded.

"Oh, I thought you were commuting or walking. Perhaps some other time." And he went inside and drive.

"Some other time"... She thought. She couldn't help but wish there would be other times. How she'd like to be seated next to him, what more inside his own car? her memory brings her to what happened yesterday. They were so close she thought he would kiss her. She scolded herself. "He's your teacher Lindsy. You should behave yourself."

-AT SCHOOL-

"Lindsy!" It was Jean she thought and she was correct. She was the only one who she made friends with the first day. She was coming towards her as she organizes her things inside her locker.

"Hi!" It was nice to have a friend at a new school anyways.

"Ready for today?" Jean asked as lively as always.

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