The Cost Of Love

"x is the nth root of a number y is equivalent to xn = y."

The maths teacher said, completely unaware that most of his students were asleep. I, however, was too busy admiring the most popular guy. He was 3 desks to the left of me, so I had the perfect view of his face, and other parts of his body. Grayson was texting while staring at the teacher with his emerald green eyes. His lips were in the shape of a smile, his perfectly straight teeth peeking out a little. What I would give to be the thing he's smiling at.

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"Make sure to take home your math! See you tomorrow!" The teacher added trying to get the message across before everyone was out of the door. Class was finally over, just in time for lunch. I stayed seated, so that way I could get threw the door without being caught in the herd of people.

"Hey, were you paying attention in class? Do you maybe know what we were supposed to do for homework?" A voice asked behind me. I turned around to find the one and only, Grayson Woods asking me for help.

He put his hand on my desk and leaned closer to me, making his mouth only inches away from mine. I was so tempted to kiss him. He took his other hand and ran it through his dark brown hair. I'm ashamed to say this is the closest any guy has ever gotten to me. Let alone, a guy like him.

"Hello??? Are you going to keep staring at me or answer my question?" His deep voice interrupted me from my thoughts.

"Huh?" I questioned, not sure what he had said. Grayson smirked at this, obviously trying to show his satisfaction knowing that I was drooling over him.

"How could I not stare at you, you're gorgeous." I accidently reasoned, out loud.

"Is that so?" He raised his eyebrow, a slight smile playing off his lips. "Anyway, I wasn't listening in class, and you're the only one in this classroom now, so do you know what we're supposed to do for homework?"

"Uhh-er-yeahhh I-I think we had to do some math pr-problems. You should have been copying the problems in your er- notes folder." Why is it so hard for me to say a simple f-ing sentence around him!? He's just a guy. Well, a hot guy. With rather huge muscles-okay Aubrey, that's enough!

"You think I can borrow your notes? I'll give them back. Or, even better, I'll give you my number and you can text some pictures of them to me!" His eyes glistened with amusement, and I could tell he was enjoying this conversation much more than he needed too. I didn't even get a chance to respond, before he had already written his number on a piece of paper, put it on my desk, and walked away. I have to say, I was kinda disappointed when he picked up his hand, and our lips were no longer close.

"Ms. Chasper, Shouldn't you be getting ready for lunch?" The math teacher asked. I nodded, got my bag, picked up the paper with his digits on it, and walked out of the door. When I exited the classroom a girl I had never seen before was waiting for me.

"Hey, I need your help, I am willing to pay you $1,000,000 for you to make Grayson Woods fall in love with you."