As Mr. Mardit walks down the hall, you can hear his loud squeaking shoes.
Josh's heart skips a beat as mr. Mardit walks by. The smell of his cologne and aftershave passes through Josh's nose. The smell was addicting to Josh, he couldn't get enough.
Josh hears the bell ring and he scurries off to class.
Two hours later
As Josh sits down for skills class, he could hardly wait to see Mr. Mardit walk in. He loved talking about computer parts with him. He wonders if he will be able to see Mr. Mardit's parts.
Josh could barely hear the door opening to the classroom above his classmates chatter. His head whipped around only to be met with the sight of his best friend Trevor.
Although he loved Trevor (as a friend), he couldn't help but feel disappointed.
Mr. Mardit was unusually late, he stepped into the classroom 5 minutes later than he usually does. Josh wanted to ask him why he took so long but he didn't want to pry.
Mr. Mardit was wearing his usual Friday suit. He had on a green tie, brown jacket and pants, a light blue-ish gray undershirt, and his usual squeaky shoes. Josh found that Mr. Mardit looks hot in a suit.
For the rest of the class, Josh watched and listened to Mr. Mardit intently. He couldn't take his eyes off of him no matter how hard he tried. He loved listening to him talk, most students took him for granted.
Once class was over, Josh waited until his classmates cleared out of the classroom to talk to Mr. Mardit.Mr. Mardit was typing on his laptop when Josh approached him. "What's up Josh?" When Josh heard his name spoken from Mr. Mardit's plump lips, his heart sped up and his cheeks tinged pink.
"Josh are you okay? You look a little flushed," Mr. Mardit put put his hand on Josh's forehead. His eyes quickly flashed down to Josh's lips.
"D-don't worry I'm fine uh I was w-wondering if you could s-suggest a good website that has c-cheap computer p-parts," Josh mentally slapped himself for stuttering.
"Yes I do! What do you need it for?""Uh my computer broke, I need a new one," replied Josh.
"You can come over my house tomorrow, I'll fix it for you,"
Josh's face lit up with excitement. Maybe this is his chance to finally tell Mr. Mardit about his feelings for him."Sure. Thank you so much!"
Mr. Mardit writes down something onto a sticky note and hands it to Josh. "It's no problem. Here's my address and number, call me if you have trouble getting to my house," with that, Mr. Mardit got up and walked out of the classroom, probably to go back to his office.
Josh's heart is the only thing he can hear in the now empty room. His face was the color of a tomato from the base of his neck to the tips of his ears. He can't get over the fact that he's going to go to Mr. Mardits house tomorrow.

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A small crush
RomanceImagine having a crush on a teacher but knowing it's never going to work out? That's what Josh has to live with, until he realizes he might have a chance.