As I went from class to class I sat smiling to myself.
To be completely honest I was thinking of Luke.
He's adorable, not like 'I want to have your babies' type thing but, almost like a puppy.
You want to cuddle him and feed him treats all day type thing.....
My science teacher yelled.
"Huh? Oh! Um, yes mr. Johnson?"
The class started to laugh at me, trying to cover their laughter with the palms of their hands.
" would you like to tell the class what answer you've got for number four please"
He smirked evilly.
My cheeks turned a dark shade of red as I sunk back in my seat.
" no, not really"
I mumbled looking down at the worksheet handed to us as we walked though the door.
Mine, unlike everyone else's papers, was empty.
Not a single question was even read, let alone answered.
" alright, then I suppose you'd like to answer it in detention"
" well then miss Joan's you best make an educated guess"
I skimmed over the paper, down to number four.
I muttered looking down, it was multiple choice.
" um.... C?"
He stared at the answer sheet for a couple seconds before nodding in approval.
" very good"
He said and continue to shout names and ask questions.
I sighed leaning back in my seat and flinging my head back to look at the ceiling.until the end of class.