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felt like my cheeks were on fire; putting my hands on them to cool them down as I headed for the door. I looked back and was stunned when Jamie winked at me. Oh god he was killing me. I could tell he was trying to play with me.
    My day was dragging by , it didn’t help that I was watching every minute tick by on my watch. Who actually counts down the seconds until they had detention? Silly little girls that crush on their teachers? I didn’t have maths on a Tuesday, so it would be the end of the day that I saw him, apart from the odd glance in the hallway where he’d smile that beautiful smile at me and I swear when I’d turned around at one point he was checking out my rear, blushing slightly when he noticed I’d caught him.
    I had a double period of Art for my last lesson so I tried to use the quiet planning time to calm myself down but it didn ’t work very well. By the time the bell rang I was even more nervous than I’d ever been in my life; I couldn’t believe I had to go and sit with him for the next hour, thank god I hadn’t quite finished my art exam prep so I could have something to concentrate on. I took a little longer putting my things away than I usually would have, using the extra couple of minutes to take long deep breaths to calm my nerves and then walked back over to his building from the art studios.
    When I got there the corridors were nearly empty of students except for a few stragglers lurking by their lockers. I got up to his classroom and his door was locked ; I knocked and called his name but he didn’t answer. Odd, I thought, surely he hadn’t forgotten about my detention? I waited for five minutes but started getting impatient; I dumped my art folder and bag on the floor outside of his door and started pacing the corridor stopping every now and then to glance over posters that I didn’t actually absorb.
    “ Leaving so soon, Miss Stevens?” The sound of his voice made me jump, my heart leaping through my chest and a yelp darting from my tongue.
    “ Yeah, I was just heading to the hospital to see if I was having a heart attack !” I half yelled at him as I walked back towards the classroom, holding my now thumping heart. I shoved him playfully on his arm and he chuckled at me while unlocking his door. I handed him my unsigned detention slip, grinning, then looked down at my watch. “You do know that you’re ten minutes late, right? That’s your time, not mine” I told him.
    “ Your time starts when I say it does, Miss Stevens” I hoped to God that he was joking. My eyes skimmed down to his lips as he smiled at me, taking in how soft and inviting they looked; nervously I chewed on my own as I followed him in to the classroom. He’d picked up my art folder and my bag and carried them in for me, landing them on the desk in front of his where I napped the day before. “Wow, what the hell do you have in that thing?” he asked when he put my bag down.
    “ Erm… Text books, water, keys, art stuff, my diary, mail sack of love letters, three changes of shoes, the kitchen sink.” I smiled sweetly at him.
    “ You keep a diary? And have enough admirers to need an entire mail sack?” He looked at me shocked.
    “ Why? Do you want to read it?” I smirked at him “and sadly not in regards to the mail sack… I have a special truck for those.” I grinned.
    “ ha-ha. I don’t know, it depends if there is anything about me in it?” he winked at me and sat down at his desk. What’s with all the winking today?
    “ You are on every page.” I sighed dreamily at him. Well he would be if I really had one. I was blushing again; I wish I could control that. I sat down at the desk and tried to avoid his gaze.
    “ And what do you say about me?” He enquired as he looked down over a student’s work.
    “ How much of an arse you are.” He looked up with raised eyebrows and laughed at me. I bit the inside of my cheek trying not to smile. “I erm… Is it ok if I carry on with my planning