I am very aware that I am hott. How else do you think I’ve managed to get boyfriends through the years? The teacher (finally) gave up on me and I glanced around the room before the bell rang to leave homeroom.
Teacher (Suddenly): Oh you’ll want someone to show you around won’t you?
Me: No. I’m good.
Teacher (ignoring me): Hm, let’s see. Drew, would you mind showing Cynthia around the school for today? I’ll write you pass.
I look at Drew and nearly scream with glee. Need I say Hottie? OMG he’s an angel. Pitty he probably thinks I’m nuts.