Chapter 11: Hormones

AHHH! SERIOUSLY, WHAT WAS wrong with me? Had I reached some weird teen hormone stage where I reacted this way to every good-looking guy? I shook my head and I looked over my English class. There must be another hunky guy here for me to get flustered about. I spotted Hugh Lawson off to my right. He wore his blond hair overly long, curling around his neck and ears. And he cutest freckles dusted his tanned face. His sky blue eyes and thick eyelashes were the talk of many girls, and I'd seen quite a few comments about him written on the stalls of the girls' bathrooms, which automatically had me glancing down at his butt. I wrenched my eyes back up to his face and gasped. He was looking back at me! He saw me looking at his butt! My face flushed with embarrassment. He did that head nod thing guys do that seemed to say, "Hey, babe. Yeah, come and get me." Oh my gosh! I quickly turned away. Okay. There was definitely no attraction for me there.

I turned back toward the front of the classroom