I thought he was the most charming man I had ever met, but everyone told me that he was just being nice and that he wouldn't like me.I wasn't set out to make the man lose his job, so I dated and floated around trying to find a boy my age that was as perfect as my teacher, but I always came back to the same answer: I really wanted my teacher.
He took a walk with my father around the school which I thought was weird but I let it go.
My senior year, I made sure I still had his class and we continued our daily hangout's after school.
We definitely had gotten much closer, for we would teasingly shove each other around and trip each other, or just do those cute things couples usually do; but we still made no reference to romance, dating, or anything that would get us in trouble.
I hopped into his truck with a huge smile and we drove to a restaurant an hour away from our town to avoid seeing people we knew.
"I like being able to hang out with you," I told him kind of worried what he was going to think.