This morning was a dream come true. Ashley said she would "hang out" with me sometime and I couldn’t be happier. All of my classes before 5th period, seemed as if they all lasted an eternity. But, once it was time for 5th period, I dreamily, hopped to class I arrived right on time. I took my seat and waited paitently for Ms. Davies to come out. Like every other day, she quietly emerged from her office and told us what we were doing today.

"Ok class, it’s that time of the month again. It’s reading day!" She tried to sound enthused. Ugh, I hate reading. I may be getting an A in reading class, but I force myself to do it. It ain’t pretty sometimes. I wasn’t the only one who didn’t like these days. Almost every one in class groaned in disapointment.
"Alright, enough. Get your books out and start reading. I have some work to grade in my office so, I need please need you guys to be quiet. If you’re good AND I get my work done, you can have free day tomorrow." Awesome. I searched through my backpack for a book. I was suddenly startled by Ms. Davies.

"Hey, Spencer." She smiled brightly with her perfect, white teeth.

"Hi."

"Would you like to help me grading these papers?"

"Sure."

"Great." She turned around and headed for her office. I’m pretty sure she want me to follow her. I sat there for a few seconds looking at the door she went in. I guess I was right because she stuck her head out the door and beconed me to go over there. I excitedly got up and rushed to her. I was gonna be in an office all alone with Ms. Davies, where not one in class could see us. Oh, this day just gets better and better. I walked though the door and sat at the table next to her. We looked at each other and smiled.

"So what papers did you need help with?" I asked curious, because there was not a stack of ungraded paper in sight.

"There was no papers." She answered with a smirk.

"Then why I’m I here?"

"Because I wanted to talk to you."

"Oh. About what?"

"When do you want to hang out? Sometime soon I hope." I could sense the desperation in her voice. She wanted this more than me.

"Yeah. Definately."

"So, do you think you’d be ok with you and me watching a movie in my apartment…… alone." Alone? Hell yes.

"That sounds perfect." I smiled widely.

"I don’t want to butt in or anything, but what are you going to tell your parents?"

"What do you mean?"

"You can’t just tell them your going to go hang out with your drama teacher. Which, by the way, I have the biggest crush on." I blushed at the last part. And she just giggled.

"No, but I can figure something out. I’ll tell her I’m going on a date with a guy and she’ll be happy."

"I’m guessing your mom doesn’t like gay people?"

"Yup. Plus she is just a pain in the ass." She laughed.

"So you’re more like your dad, then?"

"Way more like my dad. My dad is the best."

"That’s good to hear. I might just want to have a little conference with your parents and tell them how naughty you have been." Ms. Davies said, wiggling her eye brows. I’m blushing again.

"You haven’t seen naughty."

"Really? Then would you care to show me sometime?"

"Of couse…….. when I"m eightteen." Her smile dropped.

"Tease." She muttered. I could only chuckle at her. "When can I come to your apartment?"

"How about Friday?" She was already looking at me again.

"That works. Do you mind picking me up?"

"Yeah, but won’t your mom see me?"

"Dress like a man." I stated blountly. Ms. Davies just laughed.

"I’ll try my best."