Flirting

Noah’s POV

I tried to remember what Barbara had taught me so far. She said the most important thing was to be confident no matter what and I had to break the wall our age difference would bring.

As I walked beside Mr. Hardly, I tried to control my nerves and stop myself from sweating so much. I was sweating in my friggin’ balls.

The door to the administrative office was in sight. As we got closer, I realized my heart was racing so fast that it made me feel dizzy.

Mr. Hardly led me into the office like I was a criminal being taken into custody. The secretary, Miss Wendy gave me a disapproving look. It was as if she was glad I had gotten in trouble and she wanted me to get the worse punishment ever. She would suggest an hour in a torture rack if it was legal.

“You can go in now.” She said, barely looking up at me. “She’s waiting for you.”

At her words every courage I had managed to summon up disappeared completely. I felt empty and unsure of myself. What did I hope to do going into her