Ezra.

"Wow…"

"Yeah dude, I can't even explain how I was feeling. At first I was, bewildered that I had met such a girl; but now…I'm over joyed that I just clicked with someone like her,"

I was explaining to my best friend – Hardy – how I had met Aria.

"Should I call her?" I asked him, taking a swig of my scotch. Even though Hardy was never good at giving advice about girls, but what was I supposed to do? Look up on the internet and search 'When is the right time to call a girl you just met?' That would just show that I had no experience with girls. Even though I had just gotten out of a marriage and having to deal with all the cancelations, I still have my charm.

"Man, I don't even know what to say right now. Did she tell you how old she was?" he asked me.

I didn't answer right away. I just stared blankly ahead and my mind raced. No, she never did tell me how old she was…she only mentioned that was leaning towards an English major. Oh shit, what if she is still in high school?! What if I'm her teacher?! Shit, what have I gotten myself into!

"Uh," I nervously cleared my throat before continuing, "uh, no she never mentioned her age. Why, what…uh, what are you thinking?" I asked him nervously. I was never good at hiding my nervousness around people.

"Calm down dude. I didn't mean anything by it. It was just a question man," he said to me. "Why are you so nervous?"

"Well…she might have, uh…mentioned that she was leaning towards an English major…I'm not sure if that means she's still in high school or still in college," I started to explain to him.

Hardy looked at me for a moment. I couldn't read his expression.

"When do you start teaching?" he asked me. I looked at him for a moment, trying to think why he would change the subject. "My first day is tomorrow. Rosewood High is where I'm teaching. Why?" I asked him, wondering where he was headed in the conversation.

"Don't call her and start blaming yourself, 'cause if you do, you'll just freak her out. If she really is in high school still, I guess you'll figure out tomorrow. I mean, what other high school is around here? None, and I don't think that she's going to be driving out to Philly to go to school." I smiled at him.

"Thanks man, I owe you one." I told him, giving him a kind smile before finished off my scotch.

"How 'bout you just buy me another beer and then you'll be off the hook," he told me, a devious smile creeping up on his face.

I laughed out loud and replied with a grin, looking to the bartender, "Can I have another round, sir?"

The next day…

"Hey Aria, you okay? You look kind of distracted," my friend Spencer asked me. My head whipped around and looked at her. "Wha- oh yeah, I'm good!" I clarified for her. Spencer just looked at me with one of her looks again. I just smiled and kept on walking to my locker.

As I was grabbing my English books, my mind kept on repeating the same questions over and over again; What if he really is my teacher? What will everyone think of me? What will my parents think? Should I even tell them about it?

"Aria, are you sure you're okay?" Emily asked me. She's always concerned about me when I don't talk for a while.

"Guys, don't worry! I just didn't get enough sleep last night," I told them. It wasn't technically a lie though; I was actually up a lot last night thinking about Ezra, but what they don't know won't hurt them.

"Alright…" Hanna jumped into the conversation. I smiled at them all and headed to our class. I took my normal seat; 2 down from the window seat.

"So, I heard the new teacher is really hot." Emily told me with a smirk. I chuckled lightly at her and sat down, opening my books. I grabbed a pen and wrote my name on the piece of paper. Suddenly, the new teacher came in. I didn't get a chance to see his face yet though. He was wearing a blue dress shirt and he had dark brown, curly hair. His writing wasn't all that neat, but you were still able to read it.'Mr. Fitz' the board read. The name had a single underline written beneath it. He slowly turned around and my heart started to race. He smiled and looked around the room and that's when our eyes met and I did a slight gasp. His smile disappeared completely and we just stayed there for what felt like hours, starring at each other. His eyes never left mine.

"Holy crap."

Holy crap was right! I had made out with a teacher! Everyone turned around and looked directly at me. Some of them snickered, some of them gasped. Hanna smirked evilly. Spencer had a dumbfounded look written all over her face. And Emily, well she was just confused. If Alison was here, she would kill me.

My phone rang in the middle of all this. I jumped a bit and grabbed my bag, desperately searching for my phone. Hopefully it was my mom, asking me to come home and help unpack everything. "Sorry…"

He cleared his throat and began his speech.

"I'm, Mr. Fitz…your new English teacher," he began. I just shook my head and glanced down at my phone, his speech completely unnecessary to me right now.

Looks like he fools around with a lot of students…just ask you dad about that!

-A

"Alison?" I whispered quietly to myself. How could this be? She's been gone for a whole year now! It's basically the anniversary of her death, like it's some kind of party. I'm surprised Noel Kahn isn't even holding one for her. He's basically the headmaster of parties.

Once the class finished, which went by excruciatingly slow, Mr. Fitz asked me if he could see me after class. I looked at my friends and told them I would be with them in a few minutes. I then looked at Ezra and slowly walked towards his desk. He walked over to the door and closed it.

"I thought you said you got your English major?" he asked desperately. As if he was hoping I was only there to help the students.

"I said, I was leaning towards one," I told him carefully. He sighed deeply and looked down at his hands, fiddling with them. "Look, just because I'm your student, it doesn't change anything. I know that we don't know each other very well and I know that is wrong, but it doesn't feel wrong. When I met you, I didn't know what to expect. It's like I just fell for you right when our eyes met. It was a feeling I have never experienced before."

He looked at me, his gorgeous blue eyes seeping into my soul. I just want to fall into his arms and never leave them.

"But Aria, this isn't right. It's against the law!"

"Does it feel right to you?" I asked him desperately. He looked at me again and sighed.

"Yes."

"Then that's all that matters." I told him sweetly, taking his hand in mine.

He pulled his hand away from mine and I instantly felt like a knife had been stabbed in my back.

"I'm sorry, but we can't. I'm sorry," he said slowly to me, walking out the door.

I never knew what it meant when people said that their heart feels like it literally broke into pieces. But from that very moment, I finally understood what it meant and what it felt like. I sighed and walked back to my locker, tears about to fall.

"Aria! What was that all about?" Spencer asked, obviously confused.

"It was nothing, he just wanted to talk to me because my dad knows him from Hollis. Do you guys mind if I just go home, I don't really feel well. I'll call you though." I told them and they all nodded. I sent them a smile before heading out the door of the school.

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