I was on student council at my high school and a hot teacher walked in. We never exchanged words but I immediately looked in the yr book and found his name, Mr.Shea. Over the summer, before entering my senior year, I signed up to go on a college tour of all the universities in Florida. The morning of the trip there he was standing in front of the carter bus. I almost lost my breathe. The entire trip I dedicated my time in trying to talk to him. I was friends with a few of the young teachers who attend the trip so I was telling them all how hot I thought mr.Shea was. Eventually we had a moment. When we were walking through the courtyard of this college we exchanged words, nothing serious. I found out he was teaching physics so I immediately signed up. The entire year my friends and I would hit on him. Things like, "Wow, blue is really your color", and "can I check your tag, just what I thought, made in heaven." I somehow managed to get his phone number. Over the summer, after I graduated, I was at a club on clematis street. My friend and I were doing our normal routine, looking insanely hot and getting tons of guys to buy us drinks, when I ran into an old teacher. We talked for a while and i shared with him my crush on Shea. He said, "Well why don't you just call him?" So that's what I did. I went outside and called him. He answered and i was pretty drunk. "Come to Dr. Feel Good's Shea" "No I can't, I going over music with a friend. Why don't you come here?" So I grabbed my friend and we went. At first I thought he was lying about where he lived because it sounded unreal. I was about to pull onto i95 and my friend screamed, "ALANNA! LOOK HOW POPIN BRADLEY'S IS! Let's go! **** Shea's!" The light was still red and I turned to look at the bar. There were tons of people ad loud music. The light switched to green, I got on the highway. It was the best decision i've ever made because I've been with him everyday since. And I'm not even friends with that girl anymore. He later told me he remembers exactly what I wore that morning of the college tour, "that long-shelve red shirt and black pants, you looked hot"