It was fourth period on a Tuesday afternoon and I was sat in my maths classroom. I was paying more attention to the gorgeous teacher that was standing up at the board than my textbook. His name was Mr. Fitzgerald and I'd had my eye on him for a few weeks now, ever since the start of the year. He had dark hair and bright blue eyes, a gorgeous body from sports and was tall to boot. He was a new teacher, only a few years old...