It started like every normal first day of school. You were now in 11th grade or also called a junior.

You spent the first hour getting ready, choosing an outfit and doing your makeup, then driving yourself to school.

You walked in the building and found you friends. You were going over schedules with each other till the bell rang.

A few hours in the class right before lunch. You walked in and found a seat. Not too close to the front and not in the back. When the bell rang he came in. Alex Cameron. Your new chemistry teacher. You looked at him and instantly fell in love. Problem was, he was a teacher, you're a student. It'd never work.