There's always that one school subject that students either hate or is really bad at it. In this case, it's Spanish for me. It's not like I hate it. It's more like I'm sorta struggling in it. It's like, it's hard for me to get certain punctuations right and I have trouble memorizing certain words. At the beginning of the year, if I had a choice and if Spanish wasn't such a required subject for me to take, I would've chosen another subject to take besides it. Now that it's the middle of the school year and I'm kinda used to the class, I sorta don't want to switch anymore. The reason for that is because of my Spanish teacher, Mr. Gonzales. When I first entered his class at the beginning of the year, I thought that he was pretty cute and once I noticed how helpful he was being towards me with helping me out with my classwork during class, I've started to fall for him hard. I'm not sure what really draws me towards him. Is it because he's a cute young teacher? He told us that he's only twenty five while the rest of the teachers at my school are way into their thirties and forties. Maybe it's because he's willing to help me no matter what? None of my other teachers really act like they care about helping me. Either way, I feel like I should ask him to tutor him. It'll be easy to get him to agree since I'm already struggling in the class.
As I sat in class, busy staring at Mr. Gonzales as he was teaching the class, I was also trying to take notes of what he's saying and writing on the board, but it's difficult when you're so focused on watching your teacher and listening to him. I rested my chin in my hand and sighed softly, smiling, not being able to take my eyes off of him. That's when I felt someone poke me with a pencil.
"Ryder. Hey, Ryder." The voice called out in a whisper.
I wasn't really paying much attention to the voice because I was too busy staring, but soon, the voice grabbed my attention when the person poked me hard in the side with the eraser side of the pencil. I flinched and let out a soft ow, trying not to grab attention to myself from the class and Mr. Gonzales. I glanced over to see that it was my best friend, Hailey who poked me in the side with her pencil.
"What is it?" I asked in a whisper.
Hailey smirked. "Haven't you noticed? You've been writing Mr. Gonzales name all over your notebook." She whispered back.
I looked down at my sheet of paper to see that I indeed have been writing his name all over the page when I should've been writing notes instead. I sighed softly then quickly turned the page to a blank one.
"You've been staring at him quite a lot these days. Is it serious?" She then asked.
I looked at her, a bit confused by her question.
"What do you mean? Is what serious?"
Hailey smirked again then she leaned in close to me and whispered softly.
"Your huge crush on Mr. Gonzales AKA OUR Spanish teacher." She said.
"Oh." I said, nodding then I looked over at Mr. Gonzales.
"I....I'm not sure. I mean, I haven't been able to stop thinking about him lately and..."
"And you always try to grab his attention whenever you can." She noted.
I looked at her in disbelief.
"No I haven't."
Hailey rolled her eyes, not believing my word.
"Oh yeah? What about last week when we was working on an assignment in class? You asked him a completely stupid question just so you can get him to talk to you."
It was my turn to roll my eyes at her words.
"Yeah right." I said.
Hailey stared at me, still not believing my words.
"Uh huh and what about when you practically made him explain the whole assignment over again even though you already knew what we were supposed to be doing?"
I bit down on my bottom lip then sighed. Okay, Hailey got me at that one.
"You was practically drooling over him when he stood in between us so he can explain the assignment to you." She noted.
I silently nodded.
"Yeah...I guess my feelings for him have...grown a bit." I admitted.
That's when Hailey made a noise which caused Mr. Gonzales and the whole class to look at us. I started to feel my cheeks flush as I felt all eyes on me. Including Mr. Gonzales' eyes. I really didn't want Mr. Gonzales to think that we were talking during his lesson even though we practically were.
"Hailey, is there something you'd like to share?" Mr. Gonzales asked.
Hailey shook her head and gave a sweet smile.
"No, Mr. Gonzales. I'm sorry I interrupted your lesson." She said sweetly.
I watched as Mr. Gonzales nodded then he looked over at me. I felt myself holding my breath and my heart skipping a beat as I waited for him to call me out too, but he didn't. Instead, he just held his gaze on me before turning back to the blackboard and continued his lesson. I'm actually surprised that he didn't even call me out. It was obvious that me and Hailey have been talking or else she wouldn't have made a peep. Though, I'm just glad I didn't have to face embarrassment from the class.
Hailey finally turned back to me.
"Anyways....as much as I love seeing you drown in puppy love, you know crushes on a teacher are mostly one sided right? Even if you have dreams about Mr. Gonzales returning your feelings, it'll most likely not happen. Sorry to burst your bubble."
What Hailey said really did sting, but she was right. Even if I tried to pursue my feelings for Mr. Gonzales, he most likely won't return them. Though, it won't hurt to try right? I mean, the worst that can happen is Mr. Gonzales rejecting me. So, I sighed and nodded.
"You're right. Though, it won't stop me for liking him."
One of the things I'm happy about is that Mr. Gonzales doesn't have a wife or a girlfriend so when I try to pursue my feelings for him, it won't seem like I'm stealing him from somebody else. I know this because at the beginning of the year, we went through the whole introductions thing and Mr. Gonzales freely told us all about his personal life. I wouldn't have known whether or not he was single if one of the girls in the class didn't all of a sudden ask if he was single. At first, I was a little afraid of his answer being no, but when he calmly told us all that he was indeed single, I felt a bit happy and confident. Most teachers these days have a wife/husband and at least one kid, so I'm glad that Mr. Gonzales decided to become a bachelor.
I was quickly being broken from my thoughts when the school bell suddenly rang. I sighed, feeling a bit sad that class is over now. I used to not like school, but ever since Mr. Gonzales became our new Spanish teacher at school, I suddenly became more interested in going to school and nobody knows why except for Hailey.
As everybody started to get up and leave, I started to put my books and things back into my messenger bag.
"Ready to head to our next class?" Hailey asked as she stood up and pulled her bookbag's strap over her shoulder.
"Uh..." I quickly glanced over at Mr. Gonzales to see him talking to one of the students before looking back at Hailey.
"I...I have to ask Mr. Gonzales something so you go on ahead." I said.
Hailey stared at me as she smirked then she nodded and shrugged.
"Alright. See you soon then and don't do anything rash okay?" She said before leaving.
I took a deep breath as I watched Hailey leave then I closed my messenger bag and stood up, pulling the strap over my shoulder. I waited until Mr. Gonzales finished talking to the student before I headed over to him. I stood in front of his desk and watched as he was busy collecting papers and putting them in a stack. Then, he looked up at me and smiled softly.
"Yes, Ryder? Can I help you?"
I nodded, feeling really nervous all of a sudden.
"I...How come you didn't call me out during class?" I suddenly asked.
It wasn't my intention to ask that, but it HAS been on my mind since it happened. Mr. Gonzales simply smiled and crossed his arms over his chest.
"I didn't feel like it was necessary to single you out also. You're a good kid. I know you didn't mean to disrupt the class." He said.
I slowly nodded, understanding. Though, I still felt like I should've been called out, but I decided to let that go.
"Anything else on your mind?" He suddenly asked.
I quickly looked at him then nodded.
"Yeah...You see, I've been struggling a bit in your class..." I started.
Mr. Gonzales nodded. "I know."
"And...I was just thinking...can you be my tutor?" I finally asked.
I watched as Mr. Gonzales just stared at me like he was debating. Then, I quickly spoke up again.
"I just feel like I'll learn better from you instead of a student. If that makes any sense..."
Mr. Gonzales smiled again then nodded. "Of course. It makes sense and I'll be happy to be your tutor."
Suddenly, I felt my heart thump in my chest from excitement. I slowly smiled brightly.
"R-really?"
He nodded. "Of course. I don't mind helping you out. Though, on one condition."
I narrowed my eyebrows, confused.
"What is it?" I asked, feeling a bit curious.
That's when Mr. Gonzales dropped his voice to a low whisper and I'm not sure why.
"We have to do it at my place. It's the only time I can tutor you since I can't stay late and I can always drop you off at your home when we're finished."
I suddenly felt my heart beat increasing. Being tutored by a teacher I'm crushing on is one thing, but being tutored by him at his HOUSE is another. There are a lot of things that can happen while we're alone.
"Is that alright?" He asked when he noticed my silence.
I quickly looked at him and nodded. "S-sure. We can do it at your place. When?"
"How about tonight? I don't have much work to do so I'll be able to help you."
I nodded with a smile.
"Great. Here's my address." He said then he grabbed a pen and an index card and started to scribble his address on it before handing me the index card.
I took the card from him and briefly looked it over.
"Oh and can you keep this between us? Nobody needs to know about our private tutoring session okay?" He said, dropping his voice to a low whisper again.
I looked at him and nodded. "Of course. See you tonight." I said then walked right out of the classroom.
That's when reality officially set in.
I'm really being tutored by my teacher at his place. Tonight.
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