"I want you all to come up and get your papers. I'm not lying…I'm not very thrilled with these grades. It's like you guys didn't even read the book. So come up and if you have questions talk to me." All my students got up and walked somberly to my desk. I started passing out papers, most kids didn't complain, and hurried out, afraid I would beat them or something. As the crowd thinned, I saw a familiar looking blond taking a seat in the back. He had two cups of coffee, and a big smile. I felt nervous as the last three kids took their papers from my hands. They walked out and I leaned against my desk putting my hand sin my pockets. "It's not Tuesday or Friday." He laughed and walked down to me. When we were feet away he extended his hand with the coffee. I took it eyebrows raised.

"I never…properly thanked you about the other night." I nodded and sipped the coffee. "Not that you would care, but I broke up with him. You were right. Not every good looking guy is good for me." I laughed and he shuffled his feet.

"Well good for you. Deserve someone better."

'Like me.' He swallowed hard and shook his head, closing his eyes.

"I know…I think…I just was wondering…" If I didn't know any better he was way too nervous. Kind of like how I felt.

"You alright Kendall?" He opened his eyes and sighed out loud.

"I feel silly confessing this to you…but I have a tiny crush on you." He swallowed hard again and looked away. My stomach did a million flips while my throat threatened to scream. "You know what…just forget it…I'll see you in class Mr. M." He started walking away and I grabbed his arm. He looked at me quick and I probably did the stupidest thing I've ever done. I pulled him into me hard, and pressed my lisp into his. He didn't move. He just froze in his place. When I opened my eyes and realized what I had done. I pushed away and ran into my desk. I was out of breath, all because of a silly little kiss, that wasn't even mutual.

"I am so…sorry Kendall. That was highly inappropriate of me." His eyes were huge and all I could think of, was where I could work after I got fired from Yale. No self-respecting School would hire a pervert.

He let out a low sigh and I wished he would just say something. His bag dropped off his shoulder and he placed his coffee on my desk. I opened my mouth to speak but my lips were forced closed by two more lips. He was kissing me back. He was actually kissing me back. I was being kissed…by my crush. The 19 year old beauty who I haven't been able to stop thinking about for two weeks. I put my hands on his sides and pulled him into me. His hands went on the side of my face and licked at my bottom lip. For a 19 year old, he sure knew what he was doing.

My lips parted but he stopped quick. Then heels walked into my room. I turned and saw one of my close friends, and fellow teachers walk in. She slowed down and stopped all together.

"Sorry Logan. I didn't know you were having a meeting." Kendall turned away and I stood up straight clearing my throat. "I'll come back later Mitchell." She backed out slowly, and as if she knew something else was going on, shut the door. I turned to Kendall who reached down picking up his bag.

"Kendall…"

"I'm sorry Mr. Mitchell…" I cupped his face and he looked at me, a faint blush on his cheeks.

"First off…call me Logan." He gave a small smile and I chuckled. "Second of all…all though this is extremely…immoral…I don't want that kiss to be the only one." He smiled bigger and I reached up, gently and softly kissing his lips. We pulled away and I laughed. "Ever since I saw you…I want to do that."

"Is that why you were always staring at me?" I nodded and he laughed. "Cute." I laughed and shook my head. I let go of his face and grabbed his hands. "So…what now?"

I gelled my hair into place as a soft hum of music came from my living room. I told Kendall where I lived, knowing it would be easier to even see each other outside of school, at my tiny and secluded condo. I told him to just walk in, incase someone saw us. When I heard a soft knock and then the door open my heart fluttered.

"Mr. Mitchel…crap…I mean Logan?" I laughed and walked out of my bathroom turning off the light. When I saw him I had to smile. He smiled back and waved a bouquet of flowers. "Hi!" I walked to him and gave a small kiss to his cheek. He blushed and I took the flowers from him. I was the more experienced and older one, so I led him into my living room. I set him on the couch and smiled down at him.

"I'll be right back." He nodded and I walked into the kitchen, putting the flowers in a vase. The dinner was cooking nicely, and I felt good about it. I reached for a bottle of wine but stopped. Shit, he's not 21.

Holy crap I had a 19 year old sitting in my living room. I took a step back and let out a sigh. I could do this…I had to because…I was head over heels for him. I walked to the fridge and looked through it. All I had was water, milk and a 12 pack of Coke. I grabbed two cans and popped them opened. I put ice in two cups and poured the bubbling soda in them. I sighed and walked back out to the living room. He was standing in front of one of my many bookcases looking at the books. I silently put the glasses on the coffee table and walked next to him. He looked down at me and laughed.

"I know I'm going to regret this, but how old are you?" He took a year book off the shelf and I laughed.

"I just turned 30." We looked at each other and I smiled. "Freaked out yet?" He shook his head and opened the yearbook. It was my senior one, and I flipped the pages until it was me. I had horrible big, thick glasses on, and braces. He chuckled and looked at the photo. "I think I have more interesting books in here." He laughed and closed the yearbook, putting it on the shelf. "So tell me something?" He looked at me and we walked back to my couch. "Your not one of those students who are just doing this to pass my class are you?" He laughed and sipped at his drink.

"No…have you had that done before?" I shook my head and felt relaxed. "Also…am I in danger of failing?"

"No. You have an A." He nodded and put his glass back on the table.

"Well I can be one of those students if I can have an A plus…" I sighed and he laughed. "I'm kidding. I think I really like you…in that little girl school crush." Not going to lie that kind of hurt, but I waved it off.

"Yeah I think I know what you mean." We caught eyes and he wrung his hands. I laughed at his nervousness, finding it absolutely adorable. I leaned in quick and caught his lips with mine. He pushed in hard and one hand went behind my head. There was a loud beeping coming from my kitchen and I stood up, still holding onto my head. I laughed and pulled away, giving one last peck on the lips. I walked into the kitchen fast and turned off the timer. I opened the oven and smiled smelling the turkey.

Was turkey too much? Probably…but I wanted to impress.

"Turkey…and stuffing and mashed potatoes!" Kendall walked in and I took the turkey out. "Did you know Thanksgiving was my favorite holiday?" I laughed and closed the oven. "Do you need any help?" I sighed and looked around. The table was already set up, and all I had to do was carve the turkey. I walked to him and gently grabbed his hips, pushing him against the counter.

"How about you just…stand there and look cute." He smiled and nodded. I kissed his lips and pulled away. He continued to smile and turned back to the counter where I grabbed the carving knife and started to cut the bird.

If only James could see me now.