Trouble

Trouble.

That's all I am to people in this town. They're always waiting for me to mess up--prove them right. But I'm happy to keep to myself and mind my own business to survive my senior year at Wyachet High.

Then one rainy Monday morning I meet the dirty blond in glasses. A confusing first encounter turns awkward, but it's short-lived since James Warner has a way of setting me at ease.

Mr. Warner, I should say.

Teach.

A fumbling nerd with a tendency to slip Milton and Shakespeare into conversation, he's a peculiar mix of charm, wit, vulnerability, and protectiveness.

Curiosity leads to intrigue, which leads to...I don't even know anymore. Not a day in class goes by where I don't catch myself admiring the way he fills out one of his tight button-downs...hoping I'll catch his gaze at just the right moment...wondering if he bites his lip after a bad joke just to drive me out of my g*ddamn mind.

I've never been like this over a guy...and he's never been into guys at all.

What am I doing crushing on my straight teacher? And why is it that, the more time we spend together, the more I feel like something between us is changing?

No, it isn't possible, and even if it were, he has too much to lose.

It's trouble with a capital T. We could never cross that line.

We won't. We can't. We shouldn't.

But if only we could...