I Won't Say I'm In Love

by Ladydoma

Disclaimer crap: I own the OC and a couple other charactrers that is it. Please read and review and enjoy.

Chapter one:

" I do not require the help of a a student teacher!" The white mouse, Michelle wrenched slightly and clentched her books as he heard the words from the rat she was to work with. She did not know he would take it so personally. She peaked in to see Mr. Haney trying to calm Nigel Ratburn down.

" Maybe if you meet her, Ratburn maybe..." Haney started. But Ratburn gave him a leer of annoyance." Just...she's starting this morning Ratburn. Just meet the woman. You might find that she is...nice..." He trailed off and opened the door.

Ratburn let out an irratated breath and turned towards his desk. But paused he heard Haney talk from outside the door," Oh, Ms. Dabariah. I was wondering when you were going to show up." Haney sounded happy.

" Damn." Ratburn muttered under his breath. Haney peaked his head back in.

" Ratburn, I would like you to meet Michelle Dabariah. She will be the one assisting you." He announced and let the white mouse through. Ratburn stared at her for a moment. In disbelief. She was young with blue eyes and long slightly wavy black hair. She was dressed in a simple white button up T- shirt,black dress pants, and clunky black shoes with a heal.

" Hi. It's a pleasure to meet you. Mr. Ratburn." She started offering to shake her hand. Ratburn just stared at her for a second. Then shook it off and smiled at her slightly." Yes. Thank you." He said accepting her hand and shaking it quickly to keep up with her movements.

"Well. I'll let you two get aquanted." Haney said and winked at Ratburn. He stared curious at Haney then realized why Haney winked. He glared slightly then looked back at the woman standing there. Looking around the classroom.Ratburn cleared his throat. Which caught Michelle's attention." Sorry. So this is what a third grade classroom looks like." She mused with a smile.

At this Ratburn smiled," Only my class. Ms. D..."

Aburptly she lifted her hand to talk," Michelle. Mr.Ratburn. My name is Michelle. Not " Ms. Anything " to one of the greatest third grade teachers in this state alone." She explained.

Ratburn just stared at her, preplexed. She smiled," I studied up on you. Just to see who exactly I was working with. But..." She trailed off to go take a seat in on a larger table by the computers ( Which Ratburn did not use hardly at all) in the classroom. She actually sat criss cross legged on the top. Ratburn watched her nervously as she continued from where she started."...I hope to get to know the real you." She said and smiled.

' Damn, she needs to stop smiling...it's a pretty smile though.' Ratburn thought to himself. He abruptly realized what had just forced its way into his mind. He pushed it right back out. He cleared his throat. " Well class should be starting soon. So, I suppose I'll let you watch for today then tomorrow I'll have you..."

" Disect worms with the class." She interupted him.

" What?"

" I was going to have them disect worms." She repeated." For sceince."

' She's insane! But...drop dead gorg...NO! Get out of my head!' His mind screamed as he stared at her again.

" Mr. Ratburn...are you alright?" Michelle asked.

" Just fine." He choked and walked over to his desk as the bell rang and forced himself to drink his now cold coffee.

Students walked lazily in as usually. One of them, Francine paused at the door and she was the first to eyeball the newcomer. Following her observation was, Arthur, Buster, and others. They still looked at her even as they sat at their desks.

" Whose that?" Buster had leaned over to Muffy and asked.

" I don't know, but she looks like Mr. Ratburn. But...not...Ratburn." Muffy answered.

" Is she his sister?"Arthur asked Alan also known as " Brain". He eyed her and the manner she sat on the table. She smiled and waved cheerfully at him.

" Maybe she's his girlfriend. Or wife...or even,..." Brain was cut short by Ratburn clearing his thoat.

" Good morning class. I trust that you all finished your reports over the weekend." He mused. Sitting back in his seat at the front of the class.

And as usual most sunk down in their seats." Thought so." He muttered to himself.

Michelle lifted an eyebrow and smiled. And jumped off the table." What was your topic?" She asked outloud. Walking to the front of the class.She leaned her butt against Ratburn's desk. Ratburn had a sour expression as he leaned forward in his chair and perched his hand and elbows upright on the top of his desk.

"Hmmm..You there. Ardvaark." He called towards Arthur Read.

" Uh...Paul Revere...Ma'am." He said and sunk down in his chair.

"You're kidding? Paul Revere?" Michelle looked back at Ratburn. He still stared curiously at her. She continued," How many of you revel in the subject of Paul Revere?" She asked. Very few hands were raised." Well, well. Interesting." She muttered to herself. And walked over to the chalkboard and looked at Ratburn." May I, Nigel?" She asked.

"Nigel?" Called Binky Barnes. There were chuckles." Is that your name?"

Ratburn glared slowly at Michelle, but still kept his control and temper in check. He let her do as wished. He decided to answer her previous question." Go for it. Dabariah." He said lazily. His cheek resting in the palm of his hand. His elbow resting upright.

" Thank you. Alright then. I propose since this is a new quarter we make a fresh start. For History I think we should research and act out as one of our favorite historical figures. For a presentation. By the way. I'm Michelle Dabariah. But you all may call me, Ms. Michelle. I am your teacher's aid...I'm a..well student teacher..."She said.

Then added" And I could not help but over hear your questions. No I am not Nigel's..." As she said his name there were some giggles."...girlfriend, nor wife. I am of no relation either. If you want to get technical..." She paused and walked over to Ratburn, and used all her strength to hoist him up.

Ratburn, startledly gasped slightly and stumbled a bit. Michelle drug him in front of the whole class.

Michelle cleared her throat.And stood beside him. " First of all, Nigel is a rat. I am a mouse. You can tell because he is at least a foot or so taller then me. The point of his nose is further from his eyes then mine ." She paused and looked at Ratburn. She could tell he was trying his best to contain his anger. She cleared her throat." But rats are cooler then us mice." Michelle said and smiled nervously and let the rat teach.

She sat back crossed legged ontop of the table and watched Ratburn. Until the bellrang for first recess. The kids literally darted out the class room. Ratburn looked at Michelle. She knew he was not happy with her behavior thus far.