Troy Burrows and the cougar that stole his heart
Chapter 2
Author Notes: Here's chapter two. I know it took my forever! Trying to work around my stories! Bear with me. :)
Troy was speechless through the entire time in the classroom. He was sitting in his desk, and although his mind was on the class lesson, he was also focused on the teacher as she was slowly walking back and forth explaining details on the civil war...
Yes, it could not get any better than this...that is until the bell ring.
(RING!)
The students were getting ready to leave when the teacher stopped them.
''Okay class,'' Ms. Roberts replied, ''Be sure to look over Chapter one pages 1 to 25. See you tomorrow''
Sighing, Troy got up from his chair and left the classroom to met with the others.
''Well, that was an interesting class,'' Gia replied.
''Intersesting?'' Noah replied shocked by Gia's question, ''It was awesome! I enjoyed the story of the civil war.''
''Me too,'' Emma replied smiling.
''What about you Jake? Did you enjoyed it or were you busy drooling over the new teacher?''
''As of matter of fact, I like the class and I found that totally offensive when you accused me of lusting after the new teacher.''
''Because it is true,'' Gia stated causing Noah and Emma to laugh.
''What if I was, Are you jealous?'' Jake smirked.
''In your dreams, Jake. If she was any younger, I would not care if you two got married. Just that I will be glad to get you out of my hair.''
''Yeah...''Jake replied not believing it.
She does has some nice shoes. ''I have to be honest I was a little jealous...other than that, she was cool,'' Emma replied.
''Okay guys, since we have an hour before our next class, wanna grab a quick soda down the street.'' Gia asked.
''Soda?'' Jake asked. ''I wouldn't mind adding that with a burger and fries. I skipped breakfast.''
''Sounds juicy!'' Emma cheered. ''Count me in!''
''Me too!'' Noah replied.
Troy was getting ready to speak when suddenly he realized that his didn't have his math book.
''Oh great,'' Troy replied.
''What's wrong?'' Emma asked.
''I seem to left my math book.''
''That's okay, bro. Maybe it is in your locker.''
''No. I think I left it in Ms. Roberts class. You guys go on, I'll catch up with in a minute.''
The others nodded their heads and begin to leave all except Jake who gave him a wink. Troy shook his head at his gesture. Back in the class, the teacher, Ms. Roberts was cleaning the chalkboard. Troy stuck his head in the doorway watching the teacher with her back turn. He heaved a breath before he made his move to knock on the door.
(Knock! Knock! Knock!)
The teacher turned her head at him. She gave him a warm smile, Curious about why a student would come to see her.
''Yes?'' She asked curiously.
''Hello Ms. Roberts,'' Troy replied.
''Hello,'' She replied back. ''You must be Troy, right?''
Troy was stunned about how she quickly caught on to his name.
''Yes,'' He replied. ''I am. how do you know?''
Ms. Robert smiled at him and replied, ''I have this quick ability to pick up name quickly. What can I do for you?''
Troy smiled filling shy. ''I'm sorry for disturbing you-''
''No no not at all,'' She assured. ''I was just cleaning the chalkboard.''
''I think I might have left my math book in here,'' He replied.
''Oh, now that you mention,'' Ms. Roberts began turning to retrieve a book on her desk. ''I just happen to find a book that was on the floor. This must be yours,'' She handed to him.
''Yes,'' He replies. ''Thank you.''
''Your welcome,'' She replied looking at him up and down.
''What's wrong?'' He asked her.
''Nothing,'' she replies. ''It's just I had a quick thought and I was wondering...Do you play basketball?''
''Um...No,'' Troy replied. ''Why did you ask?''
''I was curious. You seem as though you were a basketball player.''
Troy smiled. ''No. Just Martial arts.''
Ms. Roberts raised her eyebrows in surprise.''Oh really? that's fascinating,'' She replied. ''I used to take Karate when I was around your age.''
''Really?'' Troy asked.
''Yes. I was in martial arts for four years. Then I resigned because I wanted to do my true passion.''
''What?'' Troy asked.
''Peotry,'' he replied with a smile. ''I am a sucker for Shakespeare. Forgive me if I bore you with-''
''No no,'' Troy replied.'' I love poetry and I am a fan of Shakespeare.''
''You do?'' She asked.
Troy nodded his head. ''I write poetry during my spare time. it's a hobby that I keep to myself. Martial arts is different. you can show your stength...with peotry, you show you emotion.''
''I see,'' Ms. Robert replied. ''I admire your fascination. Don't worry, You're secrets safe with me.''
Troy smiled, then his cell phone vibrated.
''Are you going to answer that?'' She asked with a smile.
''No, it's just my friends. We were going to the fast food place for a few drinks. They're probably wondering what is the delay.''
Ms. Roberts Nodded her head. ''Well, don't keep them waiting. Have fun and I'll see you class tomorrow.''
''Okay,'' He replied. ''Bye.''
''Bye Troy,'' She replied and she went back cleaning on the chalkboard.
(End of Chapter two)