The Teacher

Harry's POV
Moday again. This week is spirit week at school, so the teachers are required to dress up. Today is decade day. So I figired I would just dress in a regular suit and say I'm from this decade. Spirit week was never my thing. Even in high school. I got some coffee and went out the door. I got in my car and drove to school. I was dreading this day. I would have to see her, and by her I mean Layla. She would be there in my first period, with her beautiful self. I'm supposed to be forgetting about her but it's just too hard. Especially with her being in my classroom for an hour a day. I get to class and a few minutes later the bell rings. Everyone takes their seats. I start to call role. I get to Layla's name and I don't hear anything. I look up to see her giggling while talking to this boy named Danny.
"Layla" I say again. She turns to look at me.
"Sorry, here." She says.
"Next time you better say it fast or else I'm counting you absent." I say. Danny turns to look say Layla again. I clear my throat. Signaling for them to stop talking but they don't.
"Mr. Ross, is it?" I ask Danny. He nods. "Could you stop talking and interrupting my class?" I ask.
"Sure." He responds and turns back around.
It gets to be about 10 minutes left of class. I see Layla And Danny talking again. Cue my annoyance.
"Okay class, now next Friday you will have a project due. You get to pair up. You will draw names from a hat and that will be your partner. I put all the girls names in the hat so the boys will draw." I walk around and let the boys draws. After they have all drawn I have them read their names out loud as I write them down.
"Danny who did you get?" I ask.
"Layla." He says while smirking at Layla. She blushes and he winks at her. My whole body felt like it tensed up.
"Okay." I say. Dammit.

Notes

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