I tugged self-consciously at my denim shorts waiting for Mr. McCarty to show up. Suddenly someone tugged at my pony tail gently I turned around and saw Mr. McCarty. "Ms. Hale you do realize that class has not started yet right?" He questioned I blushed that was one issue I had with being a blond I blush too much. "Oh yeah I know" his smile got wider revealing those to die for dimples. "Well come in then" he said he was holding a cup of coffee in one hand and papers in the other and then he somehow managed to open the door and led the way into his classroom. I took a seat and opened up my notebook where I would just sit and draw. As Mr. McCarty graded his papers and if you haven't figured it out yet he's my teacher and I'm completely and fully head over heels in love with him!