Richard found difficult to concentrate on the computer monitor in front of him. His thoughts kept drifting back to the young blonde who would be in his class tomorrow. He still had the picture of her on his cell phone. He had thought about deleting it numerous times, but couldn't bring himself to do it. He would keep it for just a little while longer.
He had spotted her in the grocery store yesterday. She was with an older woman who bore a striking resemblance. Her mother, he guessed. He had watched for a moment while the two meandered through the aisle.
He noticed that Donna had a bad habit of chewing on her lower lip when she was thinking. She would scar her lip by doing that. He had been tempted to say, 'Hello', but he had been bitterly torn away when someone rammed against his side with a shopping cart. By the time he had managed to escape the apologetic old man, Donna had already left the store. He wondered if she had seen him.
The computer beeped, drawing his attention back to the monitor. It was an e-mail from Mrs. Hancock reminding everyone of the upcoming football game and asking if anyone would like to carpool. He promptly rolled his eyes. He would rather shoot himself than be trapped in the car for two hours with the annoying secretary.
He glanced at the clock on the wall beside him: 11:00 P.M. He finished scanning his e-mails and tore himself away from the computer. Tomorrow would be a busy day.
He settled into bed, while thinking about his last class of the day. He would get to see her again.
Author's Note: I know this is a short chapter, but my muse hit me in between classes. I'll update more soon.
