It's Normal for a Kid to Love His Teacher

I don't know how it happened, but somehow in English class we ended up on the topic of Mr. Way's love life.
'' So are you single, Mr. Way? '' some girl called out.
'' Um. Yes, '' he replied. Mr. Way's cheeks were slightly pink, but it wasn't very noticeable, it could have just been because it was quite warm in his classroom.
Most of the girls now had grins plastered on their faces, some even squealed when he admitted to being single. Really, they were pathetic. But so am I because I even felt a little happy with the knowledge that he was single, because even though I still have 0% of a chance, I guess I have a better chance than I would if he was in a relationship or whatever.
'' Mr. Way? '' a different girl called out, '' do you have a crush on anyone? ''
'' Yes I do, actually, '' he replied.
And once again, the girls practically screamed. They're even worse than me, at least I can keep myself from screaming out of excitement. Still, I couldn't help but wonder who his crush was, probably some hot girl with massive boobs or something, if he was into that stuff. He could get anyone he wanted to be honest.
'' What's she look like? '' someone piped up. Automatically presuming that it was a woman, of course, because that's just how society works these days.
I was taken by surprise when Mr. Way failed to answer straight away, instead he remained silent for a few seconds, as if... debating something in his head. I swear he even shook his head slightly before opening his mouth to answer, which adds even more evidence to the fact that he was stopping himself saying something. His crush is a guy? I can only hope.
'' Ah, yeah, uh, beautiful. Yeah, gorgeous, '' it seemed like it took him a while to actually say what he wanted to say, and I also noticed he didn't actually say 'she' in that sentence. However I was probably just over thinking things.
'' What colour eyes? ''
'' Um. Kinda hazel... green ish... it's kind of a mix of those two. ''
My heart started hammering in my chest when it sounded like he was describing the colour of my eyes. I told myself to stop, and that I was just getting my hopes up for no reason. There's plenty of people out there who have that colour eyes, jesus, I'm not the only person in the world with eyes like that.
'' But does she like you back? ''
What is this, 20 questions?
'' I... uh. I don't... think so... '' he looked at the floor and coughed a little.
'' No way! You could get anyone you wanted! '' a girl who was sat at the back shouted.
'' Well uh. It's not really that easy, Mia, '' he replied to her.
I noticed how he was avoiding eye contact with everyone, it was obviously an important subject for him, and this part must be getting pretty upsetting and touchy for him. I know exactly how it feels to love someone and for them not to feel the same way back, it must be awful for him. I felt sympathy for him and I wanted to end everyone asking him all these personal questions.
'' Sure it is, Mr. Way, just ask her out, I mean- '' Mia started up again, but I'd had enough of watching him, as it was becoming more and more obvious that he was getting downcast because of all this.
'' Just shut up, for christ sake, you guys! '' I yelled, and to my shock everyone actually shut up, most people turning to look at me.
Mr. Way looked up and smiled at me for a second, before clearing his voice.
'' Well, now we've all had a nosy into my private life, why don't we hear about some of yours!'' he exclaimed almost a little too brightly. Oh, I could see what he was doing here, he was trying to get his own back.
And of course, the class settled down almost immediately, going quiet and some even averting their eyes to the floor.
'' What's up, huh you guys? Don't want everyone to know about who you have a crush on?''
I felt so bad for him, it was unbelievable. I decided the only way to get Mr. Way to feel a little bit more comfortable was for him to get his own back, but no way in hell was I putting my hand up volunteering to tell the class about who I'm in love with.
I know from past experiences, if you look into a teacher's eyes a lot when they're trying to pick someone to answer a question, they're almost guaranteed to pick you. So that's exactly what I did, in order to make Mr. Way a little happier and help him get his own back, of course I wasn't going to say who it was, but sure as hell I'll say anything I can get away with.

Notes

This chapter ended up longer than I thought so I'm gonna carry this on in the next chapter :) xo