oh. . .my. . .god. . .!
I swoon as he walks through the door and the smell of his vanilla gum reaches my nostrils. He walks swiftly to the teacher laughing his deep sensuous laugh and talking about some paper he had turned in. I shift my glaze over to the new math teacher. She is young, beautiful, and seems to have caught the eye of the most perfect guy on the planet.
“Patty. . . .Patty?!” My best friend snorts and rolls her eyes for the fifth time today and for the same reason. I could almost feel drool rolling out of my mouth. Read more »