“Look at me!” She yells. She pushes her blond hair behind her ear and glares at him some more. Beeg Krystal, his math teacher. In midst of his day dream a young girl walked in the class with a green slip. She must have noticed him looking because she stopped in her tracks and bent down to his level meeting her face with his,
“What makes you think…that you even have the slightest RIGHT…to call me sexy. Pretty explicit things were said about her, but not by him, most of it was by Travis. He walked out not knowing that the paper he had left for her also had he and Travis` conversation on it.
