Summary: Ever wonder how Richard Fenton's obsession for Donna began?
"Donna, what classes are you taking?"
Donna looked up from the horror novel at the sound of her best friend's voice. She smiled and motioned for the curly-haired girl to join her. "It's going to be a long semester. I've got chemistry with the new teacher, Fenton something, first class."
Lisa waggled her eyebrows suggestively. "Why are you complaining? I've heard that he has a nice ass to admire."
Donna's eyes widened as she giggled. "Lisa! He's probably some fifty year old man with bad B.O."
Lisa shrugged innocently. "If you don't believe me, see for yourself." Donna followed her gaze to a group of nearby teachers.
"Which one am I looking for?"
"The dark-haired one, with the biker beard."
Donna spotted the young man in the dark suit. She wrinkled her nose at his scraggly hair. "You think he's attractive?"
She twisted around to find Lisa staring at her mischievously. Realization that she had just been the victim of a prank struck hard. "You set me up!" She cried with a soft chuckle.
Lisa grinned. "You're so easy."
The shrill bell rang interrupting them. Donna quickly gathered her books and waved 'goodbye' as she walked down the crowded hallway. She quickly found the second-floor classroom and took the only available located in the back of the room.
Donna thought of her earlier conversation with Lisa and suppressed a giggle as the scraggly-haired teacher let the door fall shut behind him.
"Is this everyone?" He asked in a soft voice as he stood behind his desk. "Let me introduce myself for those of you who haven't met me, I'm Mr. Fenton. I'll be replacing Mrs. Murphy while she's away for the year." He paused for a moment before continuing, "Let's get started. I'm going to call role. Answer 'here' as I read your name."
Donna glanced around the room as he read through the list. She was disappointed not to see any familiar faces.
"Donna Keppel?"
She snapped her gaze towards the front to find Mr. Fenton staring intently. She blushed and quickly answered, "Here." He stared for another moment before continuing. Donna shrugged it off and returned to her thoughts.
After what seemed like an eternity, the bell rang, officially ending Mr. Fenton's boring discussion on the periodic table. Donna gathered her things and made a beeline for the door.
"Donna," Mr. Fenton called.
Donna stopped two feet from the door. She turned back and raised her eyebrows questioningly. "Hmmm?"
He walked around his desk and used it to lean against. "I looked over some of the assessments while the others finished up, and I must say, I'm surprised at how well you did compared to the others students. I'm going to talk to your other teachers about moving you to my honors class, last period. I think you'll do better there."
Unsure of what to say, Donna awkwardly responded, "Thank you."
"I don't want to take up more of your break than I already have, so meet me here after school. We'll talk about it more then." He placed his hand between her shoulder blades and walked her to the door. "Good work," he smiled before pulling his hand away and returning to his desk.
Author's Note: This is just a short chapter to get started. If anyone is interested, I need a beta. Constructive criticism with helpful advice, or ideas is always welcome.