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Blaine Callaway. Mr Brighton said, and when no one moved he looked up, he sighed. I'll be back. And with that he walked outside, peering around the corners and hollering down the stairs, BLAINE CALLAWAY. New Message Isn't Mr. B a hottie?! New Message Dumb ass, new kid is late New Message OOOOOOH, HE GON' BE IN TROUUUUUBLE New Message Turn around Avery checked each one, a light blush growing at the first one. No one knew she liked him, and she didn't plan on telling anyone. Maybe someone was just thinking the same thing. Well he is pretty damn sexy. Avery thought, shrugging and leaning back in her chair. A boy with dark curly hair tugged on hers as it floated over the edge of her seat. Hey! Watch it! she growled, turning around to his perfectly framed face. She rolled her eyes, as he shook his cell phone. He was the last text. She bit her lips and shook her head, turning around as her chest started to burn. Christopher lurked in her mind, the edges of her brain fogging her thinking. Mr. Brighton bursted into the room, with Blaine trailing behind him. Avery trusted her instinct and turned around, smiling as the boy was extremely attractive. Blaine Callaway, sit next to Avery Colls. he grunted, gesturing to her. She smirked, waving to him so he knew who she was. A boy named Olan cocked his eyebrow, he was already sitting there. Olan, move! she whispered angrily, and he dashed back against the wall. The blonde smiled, and crane dher neck around when the curly haired boy kicked her seat. She gave him a Jealous? look, and he returned with a cheeky grin and looked towards Kara. This pissed Avery off she stuck out her pink little tongue and flipped him off. He left her alone after that. Mr. Brighton got through all the names, and crashed into his lounge chair afterwards. Turn to page sixteen, it will give you an outline of this years lesson plan. No not any tips, cheats, or skimming. Read it all . the teacher talked with his hands, and turned over, grabbing his own book. Like a grade school teacher, he read out loud, frowning as some of the teens eyes wandered, including Avery's. Ms. Colls, the book. he snapped, and as a few cheerleaders snickered she fired off text messages. Sent Message Bitch, at least I keep my clothes on. Sent Message Fuck you your the slut here. Sent Message You can't even pronounce 'the' right, shut up or I'll shut you up Avery smirked, looking around and her eyes meeting with the teachers. He glared, but a certain sparkle in his eyes was humored. Avery noticed this, and his eyes immediately looked down. She continued to read ahead of him, blocking him out of her ears completely. Avery groaned after two minutes, looking over at Blaine. He was so cute! She smiled and bit her bottom lip, making an overly flirtatious face. She even cared enough to drop her heavy pen, one her grandmother bought her. The inside was filled with pure gold, and it made a small bang on the floor. Shit... she cursed under her breath and twisted her hips so they faced the new kid, her legs slightly parts as she bent over. Her low cut, v-neck flannel not giving any help to his her breasts. He looked just in time, right before her blonde hair fell down to shade her chest. She grinned inside and returned to her work.