your senior class is going on a field trip, and you’re all split into different buses. not only do you get separated from some of your friends, but you also find that the bus you’re assigned to is almost full.

there are no empty seats next to other students, only a row left open in the front for faculty. sitting there, the hot new teacher that everyone’s been fawning over.

she’s considerably older than you, and very, very intimidating. she’s always so serious and stern during lectures, but she’s also very attractive.

you sit awkwardly next to her, and she just glances at you without much thought. she’s just as cold as ever.

“take the window seat. i need to be by the aisle in case anyone needs help.”

she says, and now you find yourself even more boxed in. you shift uncomfortably as you stumble to plug in your earphones, but feel weird about her seeing your screen.

you stare out the window, hoping to distract yourself, but she leans real close all of a sudden, making you jolt.

“we can hear your music. I don’t think you plugged it in all the way,” she states, nothing but a tone of profession in her voice, giving you a slightly pointed look.