"Your sarcasm is cute, but you don't have to use it so often." He was smiling.
"This is a pretty open place to meet your student."
"Which is true." Nodding his head but not dropping my hand or creating a space between us.
"Okay. Sooo still haven't told me the purpose of me being here." I laughed lightly. My palm was beginning to become sweaty and my heart was beating so fast. Extremely fast.
"I wanted to see you." He bit out truthfully.
"Well you see me." My voice was barely above a whisper but some how he heard me and stepped closer.
"Which is also true."Oh God, he was leaning down. Was he going to kiss me? Who am I kidding, he was going to kiss me. He was moving so damn slow. Slower than Carter and this was becoming blissful torture.
It's Stacie's junior year,with her blonde and pink hair she's never been average. With one friend she has plenty free time. Free time to fall for a new guy and the new hot teacher, her new hot Art teacher. In the end she will have to choose....