Teaching love

*Paige* "Are you okay peach ?" My father asks me in the car outside my new school; Blue River high school in Milton, a thriving city just outside Boston, Massachusetts. "Are you sure you don't want me to come inside with you ?" "I am fine daddy". I give him a peak on the cheek and open the door. "I am nineteen years old, I can do this myself". He smile a me and waves as he drives off. I love my father dearly. He is all I got after my mother died 3 months ago. I spend the whole last year helping him care for her while she withered away. So now I am starting my senior year a year to late on a new school. I go to the office and get all my papers and as I am about to leave to find my first class, a very pretty blonde girl in a cheerleading outfit walks in and hands the secretary a note. "Thanks Daisy. Oh could you show our new student Paige here to her first class ?" The blonde girl smiles at the secretary. "Sure Miss Benson". Then she turns to me and offers me her hand. "Welcome, I am Daisy and I am the captain of the cheerleading squad". "Hi Daisy, I am Paige, and I used to be a cheerleader at my old school". I have had a long break though. She smiles even brighter. "Then you should most definitely try out, we always need new good cheerleaders. Let me see you schedule". She plucks it from my hand and study it. "Ohh first you have english literature with Mr Ventham. He is so cute and he has the most sexy voice, all deep and british". She says swooning. "And I can see you have both Mr Servaes and Mr Hoctor as well or as we call them, the holy trinity of hot and sexy". "Oh". Is all I can really think of to say. I have never had a teacher I would think of like that, but okay I have never had a hot or sexy teacher. She walks me down to the right room. "Here you go, English lit. Have fun. And if you want to you can come sit with me at lunch". "Thank you". I say with a smile. Before walking into my classroom, thinking to myself that I might very well take her up on her offer. I take a seat and soon after the door opens and the teacher walks in. Okay he is kind of cute. He has dark a bit unruly hair, high cheekbones and perfectly drawn lips. He is wearing jeans and a tweed jacket over a white shirt. He looks in his papers. "I see we got a new student this year, Paige ?" He looks around and I put up my hand. "Welcome Paige, I hope you will like it here". His voice is deep and soothing with a distinct British accent. "Thank you sir, I am sure I will". I smile at him. I hope I can still remember everything after a year at home. I used to be a good student. My first lessons go great, and beside being handsome, Mr Ventham is also an amazing teacher and very easy to understand. I already like him. Before I know it is time for lunch and I make my way to the cantine. Luckily I spot Daisy really fast, she is in line to get food and I hurry up to her. "Hi again Daisy". "Oh hi Paige". She says smiling. "You can just jump into the line here with me". She moves a bit. "So how was your first lesson with Mr Ventnam-nam ?" She asks grinning. I giggle at her twist on his name. "It was fine. I actually like him, he is a great teacher. And well yeah he is kind of handsome". "Well talking about handsome, see that tall drink of sexy who just walked through the door ?" She makes a motion with her head. "That is Mr Hoctor, the music teacher. Can you believe his girlfriend dumped him for someone else at the end of last year". She makes a face. "She must have been deranged". I look at him, he don't look like a teacher. He is really tall with dark hair that are a bit longer an the top and has a tendency to curl. His eyes are big and hazel and he has a gorgeous smile. His face with the short beard are as handsome as any Hollywood heart-throb. "Oh wow, he looks more like a movie star than a teacher". "I know". Daisy says sighing. "And on top of that he is so sweet and caring". She batter her eyes. "And he sings amazing. Man if I was just 10 years older, hell 5 years older...". She says and wink at me. "And he wasn't your teacher". I chip in and she rolls her eyes. "Yeah and that too, not that I really care but well the law does". After lunch Daisy walks me down to my latin class, she is shaking her head. "Don't know why you want to learn latin, but hey you get to oogle Willis. By the way don't call him that to his face. See you at tryouts this afternoon right ?" "Sure, see you". I walk into class and find a desk. I am starting to wonder if it is a requirement for male teachers to look like models and movie stars to work here. Two minutes late the door opens and the teacher comes hurrying in, looking a bit disheveled. "Sorry I am a bit late". "We would be more concerned if you weren't". A boy says and Mr Servaes looks at him, then he throws back his head and laughs the most adorable dorky laugh. "Ehehehehe you might be right Charlie". I feel like I can't breathe as I watch my latin teacher run a hand through his sandy ginger hair, making it curl and look even more ruffled. If I was to describe how the perfect man would look, I probably wouldn't have said anything that was close to the vision standing at the desk. He is tall and wearing a perfectly fitted gray suit, but the blue shirt under is straining at the buttons everytime he moves and he has some banged up grey suede boots on his feet. He has a pair of black rimmed glasses perched on his aristocratic nose. If I see one part at a time I would say he has a strong jaw with ginger stubbles, and almost to sharp cheekbones that could easily look feminine. His lips are to thin and pink, his forehead a tad to high and he has the most intense blue eyes I ever saw. Put together those imperfections create perfection. He is the most handsome and sexy man I ever laid my eyes upon. "We got a new student". He looks in his papers, then scan the room. "Paige ?" His eyes fall on me and looking into those blue oceans I totally forget how to speak, he arches an eyebrow slightly. "You are Paige right ?" I blush like crazy. "Yes, sure, I am sir". Way to go Paige start out by acting like you are star struck by the hot teacher. He smiles, a small very adorable smile. "No need to be that formal, just call me Will. And welcome I am sure you are going to like it here". Oh I already likes it here very much, most definitely. "Thank you Mr .. uhh Will. I am sure I will".