Isla’s POV “Should I just skip school today..?” It's Friday. I sigh as I look at my class schedule again and the words, PROFESSOR WINSTON: ART HISTORY, stare back at me, I groan. After the embarrassing incident with my history arts teacher, who I have the hots for, the universe must definitely be against me, I just had to have history arts the very next day. “Girl come on, it’s not like he’s going to hate you. It was a mistake and he made that little comment too. Again, so hot!” I roll my eyes at the last statement. “You didn’t see him. He was staring at me like he could see my soul..” I go back to that night- the look he gave me seemed so much like… I can’t even think of a way to describe it and then the look of amusement when he saw that I noticed. I shiver involuntarily as I clear my thoughts. “Come on, I’ll drop you off, I don’t have classes today.” I sigh as I let Evan drag me out to his car. ----- He didn’t acknowledge me. He has been teaching for a little
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