“Okay, thanks!”

“No problem, see you around. Do you wanna have lunch with me and my friends? We’ll be at the cafeteria.”

“Sure, if it’s no problem. I really should get going now.”

“Good luck with Ms Porter,” Shane winked.

The classroom door was already closed and I knocked nervously.

“Come in!” A voice called. I opened the door and felt a blush creeping up my cheek for the third time that day as a bunch of heads turned towards me. Most of those heads belonged to girls, I couldn’t help but notice.

I closed the door behind me as my eyes quickly searched for a free seat. I tried to avoid looking at the teacher in front of the class; Ms Porter.

“You can sit here,” she said. I looked up and immediately kicked myself for not looking at her earlier. She was fucking gorgeous; mocha-coloured skin, brown curls over her shoulders, big, chocolate brown eyes, a power suit flattering the most perfect body I had ever seen in my life.

I accidentally kicked my chin and closed my mouth again, trying to compose myself and walking towards the seat Perfect Porter was pointing at.

I put my bag down, opening it to get my book. I prayed to whatever God would listen she would ignore me further. I prayed, so of course she didn’t.

“You must be Christina Kennard, am I right?” she asked in that sexy voice of hers.

“Uhm… yes. I’m sorry I’m late, I didn’t mean to interrupt your class.”

“I’m sure you didn’t, Christina. But can you stay when class is over, please?”

“It’s Tina. I mean, everyone calls me Tina… Sure, I’ll stay.”

“Wonderful, Tina,” Perfect Porter winked. I hurriedly started seeking for a towel as I was melting on my chair. Luckily, one of the Gods I had prayed to earlier saw my struggling and decided to make me solid again. I straightened [no pun intended] myself and tried to pay attention.

My attention was quickly directed towards another perfect aspect of this woman, though. She was walking in front of me and it was like her ass was just asking me to touch it. I saw the gaze of one of the girls go in the same direction as my eyes. Note to self: get a stamp so you can seal one cheek with “Ti” and the other one with “na”. Sure, that would keep other girls off.