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The classed gasped in unison as Zach glared over at me. “What’s that glasses? Just because we share the same DNA doesn’t mean I won’t punch you in the face.”

  “Bring it on!” I yelled, not letting his cockiness get the best of me. It felt good to stand up for myself for once.

  He threw his football at me, hitting me in the shoulder. Before I could retaliate, Ms. Sheppard ran in front of me, yelling at me to stop. “You both can stay after class for detention. I will not stand for such childish behavior in my classroom.

  ***

  A minute before the final bell rang, we all turned in our assignments. Everyone left the room besides Zach and me.

  “Thanks for this ass-wipe,” he yelled at me.

  “You hit me, you prick!”

  “Aww poor baby, what are you gonna do? Tell mom?”

  “I might,” I snarled back at him.

  “Gentlemen. My detention will not be like any other normal detention you’ve ever been to. You see, this class is all about creativity and expressing yourself. So I’d like you both to write one page about your goals and aspirations after you graduate from high school. The catch? You also need to include one thing you’ll miss, and one thing you can do without.”

  I grabbed a sheet of paper and stared at it for a moment, before the words started to flow.

  Goals

  By Zeke Cunningham

  After I graduate from Sheercrest, my goal is to join the Young Engineer Program at Brookline University. I’ve always loved to build and design new gadgets and there, I feel like I’d have unlimited resources to fulfill my destiny.

  One thing I can do without is my twin brother, who always tries to ruin my life.

  One thing I’ll miss—is—her.

  ***

  Zach

  My Goals

  By Zach Cunningham

  My goal is to first become a Division I quarterback for Briarwood College. They’re number one in the country and your first year there, will either make or break you. They always have scouts there looking for new talent and I hope to be one of them next year.

  One thing I’ll miss is one girl…They don’t make girls like her where I’m going.

  P.S. One thing I can do without is my twin brother he’s such a downer.

  “Time’s up boys. Switch letters and read them aloud.”

  Zeke read mine and then I read his. We both seemed to not want anything to do with each other and were both interested in a girl here.

  I wasn’t sure if it was Ms. Sheppard he liked, but there would be a snowball’s chance in hell that he’d get her in the sack before me.

  Chapter 7

  Day 5

  Zach

  I wanted to ask Zeke who that girl was he was talking about in his letter yesterday. As we both were getting ready for school, I approached him in the kitchen. “Hey, so who was that ‘girl’ you wrote about in your paper yesterday?”

  “Why does it matter? She’s nothing but a naughty fantasy and an unlikely reality for me to have anyway.” Zeke said.

  “Dude, grow a pair and tell me. Is it Rachel?”

  “No, it’s-”

  “It’s Max, isn’t it?”

  He hesitated answering and I knew I found my answer. “Well tough luck bro, she’s going to be mine and there’s nothing you can do about it. No woman can resist my charm, amongst other things.”

  “You’re such a pompous ass. You really think you’re god’s gift to women, don’t you?”

  “Why yes. But I don’t think so—I know so.”

  “Whatever, it’s not like any of this matters. She’s our teacher and can go to jail for messing with either one of us,” he said.

  “True, but we will be eighteen soon, and then all bets are off.”

  “She won’t give you the time of day, Zach.”

  “Yes, she will. I just have to figure out a way to get close to her without seeming desperate.”

  ***

  Zeke

  Zach was really something else, but he was right about one thing. We would be eighteen soon and any sexual conduct that we participated in, would in fact be legal. Even if I wasn’t legal, I would never tell.

  On my way to homeroom, there was a bulletin board up and one flyer in particular, caught my eye.

  Looking for an assistant to help me with afterschool projects, coaching sessions, and more. If you’re interested, please contact Maxine Sheppard for more details.

  Bingo! This would be the way I could get close to her without seeming like some desperate horny teenager. I really enjoyed being in her presence, but if this could get me further than writing papers, and being a Mathlete I’m in.

  I ripped the flyer off the wall, folded it, and stuffed it into my back pocket. I couldn’t let Zach see it, or else he’d think he would be capable of fulfilling this role, and would make this a serious competition.

  ***

  Zach

  There was a flyer on the gym bulletin board and a bright pink one caught my attention. Looking for an assistant…Maxine Sheppard were the only things I needed to see. I ripped it off the wall hoping no one else had seen it before me.

  If this was the only way I could get close enough to her to make her mine, so be it.

  Chapter 8

  Zeke

  I felt like the day was dragging by so slow. It was only second period and I wasn’t really in the mood to solve equations in Algebra II right now. In fact, I was ready to jab my eye balls out with a fork, just looking at them.

  Rachel was out sick today, so not having her around to ‘lighten’ the mood royally sucked.

  The bell finally rang and I bolted for the door, I seriously needed to get out of here.

  As I walked down the hallway, I spotted Ms. Sheppard talking to a student. Jealously silently struck me and took over me as I continued to watch them talk. I had secretly hoped that he hadn’t potentially seen that flyer too.

  Being her assistant meant more to me than just winning her trust, I wanted much more than that. I wanted her—heart.

  Call me crazy for falling in love with her in such a short amount of time, but I couldn’t help myself.

  He walked away from her and she turned around and our eyes met. She smiled at me and walked over to me. “Hey Zeke, how are you today?”

  “I’m good,” I said, hoping she couldn’t hear my heart pounding in my chest.

  “Great. Did you happen to catch my flyer on the bulletin board today?”

  “Yes, I did.”

  “Well, is it something that interests you?”

  I wanted to say, ‘Of course it does! Do you think I’m insane to pass up this opportunity?’ But instead I said “Absolutely.”

  “Fantastic. Meet me after school today in room 214 so I can interview you.”

  “I’ll be there.” She patted me on my shoulder and walked away. I felt like I was going to melt into a puddle in the middle of the hallway.

  My friend Jacob approached me soon after to make sure I was okay. “Hey man, are you okay? You’ve just been standing in the middle of the hallway, looking a little lost.”

  Jacob was a lot bigger than me. He had a buzz cut and was about 200 lbs. He was also on the football team, but he steered clear of my brother.

  “I’m fine, you wouldn’t understand anyway.”

  “I wouldn’t understand what? That you’re secretly in love with our English teacher?” I pushed him into the locker and yelled at him.

  “Keep it down! How the hell did you figure that out?”

  “Dude, anyone in the hallway could see that. You’re smitten,” he said, laughing aloud.

  Crap. I didn’t think it was that obvious. I needed to figure out a way to dial back my feelings for her publicly. I was glad Rachel was out sick today, because if Jacob could pick up on that just by looking at me, I knew she’d point it out too.

  ***

  After our Language Arts class, I went to room 214 and waited outside the door for Ms. Sheppard to arrive. Three others guys also showed u
p for an interview and it secretly ticked me off. I knew these guys didn’t really want to ‘help’; they all secretly had hidden agendas as well.

  I went inside and took a seat in the front of the room. The other guys sat scattered all over the room. I grabbed a notebook out of my bag and started doodling inside of it, to pass the time.

  Then I heard the unthinkable in the hallway. “Tell coach I’ll be late, I have an interview.”

  No! Not him too.

  ***

  Zach

  I walked into the classroom after telling Chris to send a message to coach and he was in the front row.

  I sat in the back and tried to keep my composure until Ms. Sheppard arrived.

  “Sorry I’m late guys, I had a meeting with the principal.”

  “Better late than never, I always say.”

  “Good, now you can be my first interview, Zach. Gentlemen, would you mind exiting the room, please? I’ll be interviewing you all one by one.”

  She sat down behind the desk, and opened her briefcase. Pulling out a paper and pen, she asked me to come to the front of the room and to pull up a chair in front of her.

  “So Zach, why do you want to be my intern?”

  “Well, I figured it would be a great opportunity to learn more about you.”

  “I see. Question two; what do you expect this position to entail?”

  “I don’t know. I was hoping it would help me with my social skills, and I could learn a thing or two from you.”

  She asked me countless boring questions and I tried to answer them all as best as I could. I wasn’t sure if I was going to get the position, but I really wanted it.

  “That’ll be all for now. Could you please send Zeke in for me?”

  I got up from the chair and walked out the room. “You’re up, jerk-face.”

  He smiled at me and walked into the room, slamming the door shut behind him.

  ***

  Zeke

  Ms. Sheppard looked gorgeous sitting behind the desk. Most of her hair was pulled back, except for a few stray hairs beside her face. She was wearing her thick frames, a white shirt, and no make-up. This was the way I loved seeing her.

  “Have a seat Zeke. Let’s get right to this. What are your goals for this internship? What exactly do you hope to achieve?”

  “My goal is to alleviate some stress from you. I know teaching a bunch of immature high school students can be time consuming and very stressful, but as your ‘potential’ intern, that’s where I would step in. I’d also be willing to stay as late as you needed, right by your side to help you with anything. What I’d like to achieve is to become your go-to guy. If you ever feel overwhelmed—with paperwork I mean, I’d be there to step in.”

  She looked deeply into my eyes and remained silent for a moment, which made me nervous.

  “Next question. Why should I choose you over the other candidates?”

  “Because I’m the only one who has actually come here to help you. I’m not in this just to try and sleep with you. I’m genuinely interested in assisting you, and it’ll also look great on my resume for college. It’ll show how much of a dedicated student I am.”

  “Thank you. Please send in the next candidate, I’ll be in touch.”

  I couldn’t believe I actually said that to her. I was starting to unleash a new found confidence ever since I’ve met her, and I was really starting to enjoy it.

  Chapter 9

  Zeke

  It was finally the weekend and I was excited to actually get to sleep until I felt like waking up, and not by my alarm at five o’clock in the morning. I looked at my phone and it was ten o’clock, which was a record for me. I also had two texts from Rachel.

  Bestie(1): This may be the cold medicine talking, but I think I know why you couldn’t admit your feelings for me. There’s someone else isn’t there?

  Bestie(2): It’s okay, you can be honest with me, Zeke.

  Me: Rach, I was asleep when u texted me last night. I hope ur okay.

  Bestie: No, I’m not okay, Zeke. I’m coming over because we need 2 talk.

  ***

  Zach

  I’ve been up since seven o’clock this morning. I always went right to the gym around that time on the weekends before it got crowded.

  Our second game versus Doherty Tech was this afternoon and I needed to clear my mind before it. Chris and I met up afterward and ordered steak and eggs from the diner for breakfast. Before we left, a girl I’ve never seen around before approached me and gave me her number. She was definitely my type, and I admired her brass.

  ***

  “All right guys, I don’t know much about this team, because they were just added to our visitor list this year, but that doesn’t mean you don’t bring your A-game. Make every extra practice we had count. One, two, three; Tigers.Eat.Prey.”

  As soon as the center snapped the ball back, their defense came charging directly at me.

  I looked to my left, my wide receiver was covered. I looked to my right, my tight-end was covered. I didn’t expect their defense to blitz this early in the game and that left me with no choice but to run the ball myself.

  I made it to the forty yard line before I was tackled to the ground…

  These guys came to play and I had to get my team motivated and focused—quickly.

  ***

  After a grueling head-to-head match, we were both tied 21-21. We were in possession of the ball with under a minute left in the game. Anything could happen in this moment and it was up to me to make a decision—fast.

  I wanted to keep pushing the clock and run the field until we got at least a 3rd and goal, but the defense was barely letting us move. So I made the tough decision to let our kicker, Adam, kick us a field goal. If he made it, we could win. If not, they’d get possession and anything could happen. I’ve watched a lot of super bowls to know this first hand.

  The ball was perfectly aligned in front of him, dead center of the goal. My nerves were shot, hoping he’d make this goal. He’d only missed one field goal before this and if he missed this, we’d have to stop the Highlanders from getting a goal, so we’d force this game into overtime.

  He did one practice kick, then went for it and made it, giving us a three point advantage. Now it was the Highlanders turn.

  Adam kicked it all the way down the field, and my defense looked scared. There were so many holes left open and I could see the steam coming out of coach’s ear, he was so pissed. “Defense, you idiots, defense!” he shouted. I could feel we were going to lose this game to this new team and it was going to suck.

  And boy was I right. They managed to score a touchdown with two seconds left on the damn clock.

  After we shook hands with the team, we all slowly headed back to the locker room. Coach was so pissed he told us to grab our stuff and get on the bus. This meant one of two things. One, we’d immediately reflect on what we did wrong and practice all night. Or two, we’d be practicing all night and tomorrow.

  ***

  Zeke

  “Zeke, just tell me the truth. Is there someone else?” she asked, searching my eyes for an answer.

  I was too ashamed to give her one, so I tried to deflect it. “Rach, listen. It’s complicated all right? I mean, even if there was ‘someone’ else, why does it really matter?”

  “Because you’ve constantly been distancing yourself from me and I hate it. You’ve been there physically, but mentally, I could tell you’re elsewhere. You’ve been different since the first day of school, actually. When I look into your eyes, I can tell you’re thinking about someone else and it sucks because, it should be me you want, Zeke.”

  I started to feel extremely guilty for feeling the way I did towards my teacher. I should want Rachel, but I don’t.

  “If you really want the truth, I have developed feelings for someone else.”

  “Who?” she said, trying to hold back tears.

  “When the time is right, you’ll know.”

  “Fine,” s
he huffed.

  “Want to go and grab some ice cream? I’m buying.” I asked, trying to lighten the mood.

  Chapter 10

  Day 6

  Zeke

  On my way to my locker, I saw a note sticking out of it. I quickly unlocked it and pulled it out.

  Zeke,

  I knew from the moment we met, you were special.

  Please don’t disappoint me. You’re hired!

  -Ms. S

  Her handwriting was just as gorgeous as she was. I re-read this letter at least five more times before I was interrupted by a tap on my shoulder from Rachel.

  “You need to hurry up! We’re gonna be late for homeroom.”

  I quickly re-folded the note and slid it underneath my algebra book. “I’m coming, relax.”

  ***

  Zach

  “Chris, how the hell did that happen Saturday?”

  “I don’t know man, but it won’t happen again.”

  “No, it won’t.” I scowled, tossing my bag over my shoulder. I was still fuming over our loss to the Highlanders over the weekend. It was complete bullshit how we lost. Our defense looked like chickens running around with their heads cut off, unable to stop a person from scoring.

  It was only our second game of the season, the first away game, and we were made a fool of. Well, the defense was, not me. I promised coach we’d practice every night there wasn’t a scheduled game, even if it kills us.

  I stopped at my locker to grab my books and saw a note sticking out of it.

  Zach,

  You were not chosen as my assistant, but I can tell you’ll be just fine.

  Good luck on your future endeavors.

  -Ms. S.

  I kind of figured I wasn’t getting the position. I only wanted it to try and bang her anyway, and this was only a small speed bump in my way. I’d think of another way eventually.

  I grabbed my biology book and saw that girl’s number in it from the other night, Amber was her name. Hot blonde, smoking body, that’s all the incentive I needed to get to know her a little better.

  I texted the number and told her where to meet me after school for a bite to eat before practice. I was in need of some new arm candy anyway.