Kyle

"Kyle, why don't you come up and show Lauren where she went wrong?" Mr. Stokes said. Lauren balked. Kyle?! That loser? He was a total dweeb who somehow thought he had a shot with Lauren. He'd asked her out a full six times before she'd finally blown up at him. In the halls of the college last year she'd exploded in his face.

"You think a pimple faced, anime watching, chubby no balls loser like you has a chance with ME?!" Lauren had yelled in his shocked face. Okay, a little harsh. But he was so annoying! Always inviting her to the latest Star Wars, as if she cared!

Kyle walked to the front of the room straightening his glasses. His eyes were glued to Lauren. He wasn't averting his gaze, sneaking glances at her like normal. No, he was looking her over, studying her body with an amused smile. Lauren squirmed under his gaze, trying to remind herself how hot she was. That mantra in her head was starting to feel hollow though, especially with Kyle openly amused by her appearance.

Kyle walked past Lauren to the whiteboard and began solving the problem with confident ease.

"As you can see, Lauren made some pretty obvious mistakes." Kyle said. "She used the wrong formula, but even beyond that she messed up some very basic arithmetic."

Lauren covered her face as this total loser corrected HER!