"I need help with question nine."
Annabelle nods and walks over to his desk while pointedly avoiding the ever watchful gaze of the student behind him. His gray eyes concentrate solely on the side of her face as she bends slightly to help Daniel understand the word inconspicious. It takes all her concentration to not snap at him to look away.
She is the teacher, and therefore the adult of the situation. She can muster the willpower to ignore the annoying brat that is Noah Moore.
Annabelle wasnt even sure how he had made it into this class. The only work she had seem him do is work to annoy her. If she graded on that, he would be able to pass with flying colors.
But that is not the case, of course...
Daniel thanks her and she turns to go back to her desk, but she stops when she hear the unmistakable deep, husky voice that is Noah Moore.
Annabelle debates pretending to not hear him, but that would be immature and she is above that. He is any other student.
She repeats that in her mind as she turns around and says in her most MATURE teacher voice, "Yes, Mr. Moore?"
He grins when he finally gains all her attention. If she didnt know he was such a devil, she would melt at the sight of his dimples. "Can you read this question out loud for me? I cant understand it."
Annabelle both eyebrows raise in doubt, but nevertheless she goes over to read what he wanted. Her brown eyes widen in shock and her face goes red in a angry blush at the words he had written.
She glares at him and his grin widens. "Can't you read it out loud?" His voice is the epitome of innocence.
Annabelle couldnt keep it inside anymore. "Get out."
His blond eyebrows raise and she could see other students looking up at her in surprise, but she was beyond caring. "Get out. Now."
Noah begins to move and good for him because she was this close to dragging him out by his ear like the miscreant he is. Annabelle joins him outside. Now all her students are looking at her. Great.
"Are you trying to get me fired?"
His gray eyes are now the color of asphalt. "It would be better if you quit."
"Why are you doing this? I havent done anything to you. And yet you bother me in my class and make innapropiate comments about my butt. Why are you-" Annabelle stops abriptly because she could feel her eyes prick with the oncoming of tears. She closes her eyes and pinches her nose until the feeling passes. "Stop. Just stop whatever you are doing."
Her eyes fly open in shock as his rough yet soft fingers brush a strand of hair that had espaced her bun to her ear. The breath gets caught in her throat as she stares into his dark alabaster eyes. She hadnt realized how close thier faces has become, but now she is entranced as she notices for the first time the blue flecks around his eyes.
Then he smiles ones of his heart-stopping grins and suddenly she cant breath and her mouth is dry. "Sorry, Belle. Its too late for me to stop. But always nice to chat with you."
She blinks in dumbfoundment as he goes back to her classroom. Then she realizes what he had done and she reddens in anger and emberrassment. Opening her mouth in a silent scream of frustration, she mimes ripping his head off and stomping on it.
Annabelle cant beleive she allowed herself, for even a moment, to be fooled by his charms.
She stops and she takes a moment to compose herself by striaghtening her skirt and white blouse. Then she walks into the classroom. All the students stare at her as she goes to her desk and sits down.
Her eyes narrow at his evil smirk, the only part of his face visible as he appears hard at work on the assignment.
"Get back to work, students. You have ten minutes to finish and leave it on my desk."
Five minutes later, Noah comes and even though she doesnt look up, she is hyperaware of all his movements. But he doesnt say anything. He just drops his papers off and leaves the classroom. Her shoulders slump in releif.
But as she grasps his paper, she is shocked that every question is answered and even more so as she grades it and marks the score at the front.
