Can someone be beautiful and still find true love?

It all started when she was late to his class...

*Mr. Myers*

I walk into class late, yet again. I walk up to the teacher's desk and hand him the pass I got from study hall. I am always late to this class, and I'm not sure why. I have started wondering whether I just don't like the class anymore, but I know that's not true... because this is my favorite class of the entire day. Maybe it's that I don't like the people in the class. No, that's not it either. Most of my best friends are in this class. Maybe it's that I don't like the teacher. Wait, why would I even say that? Mr. Turner is my favorite teacher in the entire world. He's even kinda handsome, but don't tell anyone I said that. I see the other teacher Mr. Mills in the classroom as well, suddenly I see something being sent in front of me, snapping me out of my thoughts. I look down to see a ruler, tape, paper, and the teacher's model. I take all of these things and sit down at my desk/ table. I guess it's more of a table since more than one person is sitting at it. Lacey, my best friend, looks at me all confused.

"What?" I whisper looking at her with a concerned face.

"It's just that..."

"It's just that what, lacey?" I ask confused.

"You look different... In a good way of course." She rushed.

" Well, what changed?" I ask before remembering the promise I made myself throughout the summer. I had exercised for 4 hours each day for the entire day every day and I had gotten a huge make over, and now I was the hottest girl in the entire school. I take out my hand mirror that I put into my trapper the day before. My eyes had turned a piercing blue color, my hair was long, straight, and blonde with highlights. I was beautiful. I look down to see what I was wearing. I had black stiletto's on, with a skin tight dress to add to the look. I was aiming for a sexy, mean look, and I think I achieved it. I look around the room and notice most of the guys looking at me. Even some that had girlfriends. I have to get this fixed. I do not like cheaters and that is what these guys are going to be. I stood up and said "Just so you all know... I like someone... but it's not anyone of the kids in this room." The guys look disappointed. Even Mr. Turner looked disappointed. At that moment I remembered that Mr. Turner was single, and I was ready to mingle. All I had to do was get his attention. I sat back down, winking at Mr. Turner. He winked back at me. I blush a dark, crimson red because somewhere I read that guys like being able to make girls blush easily. Mr. Turner walks to the whiteboard and starts the lesson. Suddenly, I notice that I forgot to breathe. I start breathing, and stare at Mr. Turner thinking about how good we would look together. The bell rings, signalling the end of class. I slowly get my stuff together and wait for everyone to go. Lacey, not wanting to be late, walks out of the class. Slowly, I stutt up to the front of the classroom and ask what I missed while I was in study hall. Mr Turner replies "You didn't miss much. What did you mean by I like someone but it's not anyone of the kids in this room?"

" I meant, that I like a teacher in this room." I say.

"So, you like Mr. Mills?" He asked looking at the floor. I walk up to him as softly as my stilettos will let me. I put my finger on his and force it upward. Suddenly, were making out. I did not expect this. Mr. Turner was the first to pull away.