fantasty kiss, raj say hello [bill gates best books .TXT] 📗

“What?” I choked out. “I liked Mr. Finch. He was nice.” Not to mention cute as-
“I know right!” She whispered fiercely, cutting off my thought. “Plus he was hot but they got someone even hotter to replace him.”
“Really? Who?”
“I don’t know his name.”
I stared in shock. Marina knew everything. It was strange for her not to know his name.
“Well, I just found out. I got here late. I can’t remember, give me a minute. I’ll think of it.”
I laughed and watched as the students tried to pour into the classroom before the bell rang.
The teacher came in, late as always, and sat at his massive desk that spread across the room.
Students chattered and texted but he didn’t care. He had better things to do than to stand there and lecture the do’s and don’ts of talking in class. He was a pretty cool teacher. This class was a filler and he treated it that way.
“Simmons!” Said Marina loudly. She looked at the teacher who wasn’t paying her any attention and I tried to stifle my laugh.
“Simmons.” She whispered this time. “That’s his name, but I don’t know his first name, wouldn’t tell us. Tamie told me he said he didn’t want any stalkers.”
I nodded.
“Girl, he’s hot.” She fanned herself with a blue folder and I laughed.
Marina and I had been friends since I’d moved here. She’d lived down the street from me but had to move when the house became infested with a rodent problem. We’d clicked like sisters when she introduced herself.
Marina went on and on about the new teacher until the bell rang. I sighed both from information overload and from the fact I didn’t want to go to gym.
She gave me a sympathetic look and trotted off in the other direction. Normally I liked gym, but I was tired today. I didn’t feel like running for an hour or enduring some type of physical activity.
I was thankful I had first lunch, which meant I would get to eat before I had to spend any energy.
Jack was waiting by the cafeteria doors looking devilish as ever. When I reached him, he pulled me to his chest and gave me a gentle squeeze. Then his mouth found mine, though he never kissed me like I wanted. He’d pull back too quickly and stare at me like I was the best thing in his life.
He had cut his already short blonde hair into an even shorter military fashion. I hated that he did it but if it pleased him, it was fine with me. Jack was the Center in football and could do whatever he wanted and he normally did.
We had started dating a couple of months after I became enrolled here. We’d met at one of his football games; Marina had dragged me to it. I wasn’t one to go to school affiliations but I was glad I’d gone to that one. Jack had followed Marina and I to my car and asked me out. I had said yes after a few moments of a brain malfunction.
“Ready?” He asked taking my hand.
I nodded. We entered the rambunctious cafeteria and got our food then went to our usual table. Since dating Jack, I didn’t sit alone. I sat with his fellow football mates and their girlfriends.
There was Cindy and Mitch, Quarterback, Laura and Steve, Running Back, and Rachel and Haven, Linebacker. The girls and I normally chatted with each other at the table but after that, we went our separate ways. Or I went my separate way.
I didn’t really like the football girls, they tended to be more empty minded than I preferred. And they could tell I thought so, I wasn’t big on hiding my feelings from people unless it was something I was feeling upset about. If I felt something was wrong with a situation or a person for that matter, I tended to speak my mind. Though when I was with this group I tried to conceal this. It wasn’t their fault they were taught differently. I did it for Jack and he knew this.
Today, though, I didn’t feel like putting up a front. I was tired and their voices grated on my last raw nerve.
When Cindy said something rather ignorant I opened my mouth to tell her where she could stick her comment but Jack kissed me, making me cut off. I kissed him back and the table laughed.
He released me and I took that as a “keep my mouth shut” kiss. I laughed at his attempt then continued to eat my salad.
When lunch ended Jack walked with me back to the gym. He kissed me gently and walked away. I watched as he left then went to get dressed or rather, undressed.
Gym wasn’t that bad. We got to go outside and play tennis against each other. It provided me movement and a way to get rid of my anger, though; I didn’t care for the smell that came with it. The coach released us to the showers and I thanked her repeatedly in my mind.
The water didn’t get as warm as I’d liked but it did the trick. I now smelt of melons and cucumbers.
The ringing of the bell alerted me to my dwindling time. I rushed to get dressed not liking the fact my hair was still wet.
I had made it to my last class just as the bell rang. The teacher wasn’t in yet so I was safe for a moment. Normally I had Mr. Finch for English but since they got rid of him, I was a little anxious to meet the new person.
I took my seat next to Jack and he smiled over at me, taking in my wet hair.
“I like it,” he said suppressing a laugh. “It’s cute.”
“Oh, thanks a bunch.” My remark was sarcastic which only made him laugh harder.
“Alright class,” a familiar voice said entering the room. “Settle down.”
I looked up to see Devin writing his name on the board, probably for the umpteenth time today.
“No friggin’ way,” I whispered. The class was quiet so my whisper wasn’t all that…whispery.
The class snickered and my cheeks took on a deep red.
Devin turned to see who had caused his class to act so immature. When his emerald eyes met mine he looked a bit shocked, then shock turned to amusement.
So I amused him now?
“Is there a problem Ms….” He searched the role-book though he already knew my name. “Bungah?”
The class laughed a bit while I shook my head quickly and mumbled a no.
“Good,” he said going back to his name. Once he was done he called the role then told us the lesson for the day. Since we were all new students to him he wanted us to tell a few things about ourselves so he could get to know us. This took up most of the period.
When the bells rang I took my time gathering my things. Jack had practice so he left quickly after kissing me goodbye. The class emptied and I picked up my bag and went to Devin’s desk.
“It’s nice to see you again,” he said, smiling up at me. “Nice hair.”
“What are you doing here?” I asked.
“Well, I guess I’m your new English teacher.” He stood and came to sit at the corner of his desk.
“I can see that, what I mean is, I didn’t know you taught.”
“Rebecca mentioned it last night.”
Right…I remembered now. Well, hell. I didn’t expect him to be teaching my class. Or my school. I thought, you know, kindergarten.
“Oh, okay.” I rummaged my mind for something to say. “Well, welcome to the school.”
“Thanks.” He laughed.
I began to walk away but he called me back.
“Was that your boyfriend?” He asked.
“Uh…” Oh, crap. I had forgotten about that. I’d told him I wasn’t seeing anyone due to his relationship with Rebecca.
He laughed at my flustered expression. “Relax, I won’t tell your parents.”
I let out a sigh. “Thanks.”
He waved it off, like he understood my predicament.
“Well, I will…uh…see you tomorrow, Mr. Simmons.”
“Devin,” he said giving me a warm smile. “Please, call me Devin.”
I nodded, and then left, feeling a bit giddy that I was allowed to call him by his first name. I shook off that feeling immediately.
I had to shake off the strange feeling I got when I was around him. I didn’t know how I felt toward him but I knew nothing good could come of it.
The comfort of my car helped to clear my head. I drove to the football field and watched the boys practice a bit. After I had composed myself, I got out and went to the shaky bleachers, praying they didn’t break under the weight of people sitting on them.
I didn’t sit next to the other girls and I could see they were glad for that. They went back to watching the practice.
I watched as Jack tackled people and cheered when I was supposed to even if I didn’t follow the game. I was just there for moral support just like all the other girls.
It didn’t take long for me to get sidetracked and for time to fly by. I swore under my breath as I realized I was going to be late for dinner, yet again.
I waved a goodbye to Jack, whether he saw it or not I wasn’t sure, then left the field to head home.
Once there my father gave me a slight lecture on being home in time for dinner then dismissed me to wash up. Our dinners were a family tradition that were not to be broken for any reason. My mother had been the one to make the rule that everyone was to be home in time for dinner and was probably the one thing my father kept of hers after she passed.
After dinner I went to my room to catch up on some homework that I, of course, waited to the last minute to complete. I was a big procrastinator if the homework was too easy. And it generally was.

Chapter Three
“He’s sexy right?” Marina asked as I sat in my seat for second period.
I pretended to not know who she was talking about resulting in her slapping my arm playfully.
“Yeah.” I laughed. “He is. But he’s totally off limits to talk about. He’s one of the shrews clients.”
Marina pouted mumbling a ewe. Then she paused. “Wait, your stepmothers client? Like psycho-analysis client or…”
“No, she doesn’t do that anymore. Remember, I told you. Now she’s an art dealer or something.” I tried my best not to put air quotes around art dealer. Rebecca had two jobs when she married my father and now that he was bringing in the big bucks she decided to quite being an accredited therapist and instead deal art. I wasn’t exactly sure what her job was but from what I saw a couple nights ago, it seemed pretty boring.
“So…he’s not crazy.” Marina stated.
I shook my head, doubting the school would hire anyone dangerous to teach high school students. “He’s just…an artist. A deep, artist. He’s actually pretty good.”
I bit my bottom lip to prevent myself from smiling.
“So you’ve seen his work?”
“Yeah, at the gallery Rebecca works at.”
She thought for a moment. “So he’s an artist, he’s sexy as all get out, and he’s got rather large shoes.”
Now I slapped her arm, causing her to laugh uncontrollably. Marina normally said whatever came to her mind, which was why I loved her like my sister.
After second period, I met with Jack at the gym and he led me to the cafeteria. He