“Bring me your class schedule,” said Miss Hough. “Will?”
“Um,” said Will.
He was normally a good student, but in Latin, all he could study was his teacher. Her tousled hair, the way her glasses caught the light, her smile.
Handing over his schedule, Will sighed. Why must she be a teacher?
“Mmhmm,” she said. “Will, my sister just transferred in. You have a lot of the same classes. Would you show her around?”