Senseless Attraction by Lila Rose Page B

Everyone knew not to face the wrath of Mr Kenneth; he was one hard teacher to get on his good side with. It took Laura a few classes to figure that out, and only when she was moved to sit with Corbet did she finally get it.
          He wasn’t a bad teacher; I got along with him fine, but Sarah had said that was because I had good grades all the time. I felt Sarah nudge my arm with her elbow; once she got my attention, she slid a piece of paper towards me.
          He likes you.
          I looked at her puzzled and scribbled back. Who???
       She rolled her eyes and wrote, Corbet!!!
          I stifled a laugh and shook my head, while winding my finger around my ear to signal she was crazy.
          Fine, deny it, but I know it's true. By the way… I kissed someone.
          I couldn't stop the gasp, thankfully no one—especially the teacher—heard.
          Who??? When??? Where???
       She giggled, wrote something, and then slid the piece of paper back.
           Opening it, I read: Sunday night! My parents made me go to the grocery store; he was there. We started talking. I found I liked him, and kissed him before I left. I raised my eyebrows at her. She didn't answer the one question I wanted the most, which didn't sit well with me, so I wrote back.  WHO???
          She looked reluctant to tell me, but finally started writing and passed it back slowly. Please don't be mad...Tristan Davis.
          My heart started racing. Oh God, why would she have done that? He was their ringleader, and she knew how much I despised them.
          Hang on a minute…what was that other thing I was feeling in the pit of my stomach, nauseous? Hate? Regret? Enmity? Jealousy?
          Sarah grabbed another piece of paper and quickly wrote. Please, please don't hate me.
          I don't. I could never! But what does this mean? I wrote.
          She shrugged and scribbled down, I don't know, but I think I like him, and he's a great kisser!!
          I nodded at her, not knowing what to write back. I was grateful when she turned her attention back to what the teacher was saying. I wish I could have as well, but my mind wouldn't allow it.
          I shouldn't really think too much about it; Sarah liked a different guy each week. It wouldn't last. And why was I hoping that it wouldn’t?
          I didn't know Tristan at all; we’d never spoken and he was definitely not my type. All right, so he may be good looking in a bad-boy way, with his shoulder-length black hair and dark brown eyes. He was very tall and broad in a giant’s kind of way. Way too tall for my liking.
          Maybe what I was feeling had something to do with the slight envy I had for Sarah. She was beautiful and it seemed she could have any guy she liked. Where I’d never been on a date and had kissed only one guy who dribbled everywhere. No one of the opposite sex had any feeling for me whatsoever.
          Yes, Sarah did say something about Corbet liking me, but I couldn't see it. We were friends and that was all we would ever be. Besides, if he did, which I wasn’t saying he did, I couldn’t like him like that, and I knew I never would.
          The bell rang, telling me it was time to move to my next class: Maths.
          “We’ll talk later, okay?” Sarah whispered. I nodded before she left the room with Corbet, who gave me a quick wave walking out the door. They both had English together next period, so that left me stuck in Maths all alone with Tristan and his idiots. I only had to go next door for it.
          Holding my breath, I walked through the door and sighed in relief seeing that they hadn't arrived yet. I shouldn’t have gotten too excited though; before I made it to me desk in the middle of the class, I felt a hard smack on my rear. That time it made me jump; I looked over my shoulder to see Aaron standing there grinning. I wanted to rub where he’d hit because it was still