"I see you keep looking at your teaching assistant over there," Gert, a science teacher and a woman probably as old as this school, says to me. Her eyes are fixed on Mr. Taylor's form across the field. "He's a very handsome man, Levi. You should go talk to him."
My head whips towards her, brows clenched together. "Gert, what are you -- heck no. There is no chance in the world that I could ever enjoy Mr. Taylor's company. The boys have found a friend in him and an excuse to be immature, and the girls are distracted by him. He's just so...so...I don't even know. Frustrating is one word, but I don't think it accurately captures how I feel."
She smiles at me knowingly. "I think you're more fond of him than you would care to admit."
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A/N: gert is a fuckin G
~Dakotert
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Fashionably Late
RomanceLate for his job on the first day, teaching assistant Jamie Taylor can sense that the teacher isn't so fond of him and never will be, but maybe Jamie has the wrong idea.
