Mr Williams

I don't know why but for some reason I found myself drawn to my teacher Mr Williams, almost every 15-30 seconds I'd pretend to be thinking while I looked at Mr William.

I'd admire his messy blonde hair that looked wild like he's been brushing his hand through it all day, then I'd look at his stubble that spread across his jaw for some reason it was all I turn on.

As I looked up at his eyes I found myself staring longingly into his brown eyes that stared back at me.

Suddenly I burst into panic mode as I realised Mr Williams had just caught me gawking over him, I quickly looked down at my book writing down whatever I could remember from the experiment we just performed.

After a minute I quickly tried to glance up once more and my heart stopped, Mr William had this shy grin on his face that clearly told me he knew I was looking at him.

For the rest of the lesson I kept my eyes down hoping he'd ignore what had happened, but as the bell rung Mr Williams spoke up, 'okay class that's all for today, hope you all have a wonderful break, Eric could you stay back after class.' he stated not asked, almost like I had not choice and because I'm what people would call a "teachers pet" I had not choice but to stay.

Once my other classmates all left Mr William stood up straight with a smile, his mouth opened as he was about to speak...