Kassidy POV

So much had changed in just two days. I looked forward to school. Okay, so I looked forward to going to Algebra class every day the rest of school didn't matter much. Since Wednesday, Mr. Jones had become a little awkward with me, but he still messaged me on facebook every night to see if I needed help with my homework. He was quiet around me in person now, and seemed to be trying to just focus on helping me with my algebra. I supposed I was okay with this since I was able to spend more time with him. I didn't know why I had become so attached to him. He was my teacher and I was his student and I was sure that's all he saw it as too, even though I almost hoped he saw more. My phone had been quiet for a couple of days too maybe because I got a new number to go with the new phone my dad bought me because he felt guilty for missing our dinner date and well, I had smashed the screen on the other one to pieces. I walked to Mr. Jones classroom that morning and walked in. He was as usual, eating a bagel and looking over some paper work

"Good morning, Mr. Jones." I said. He looked up and smiled at me.

"Good Morning." He said. "You didn't have any homework from me last night." He said.

In other words, what the heck are you doing in my classroom Kassidy? I thought at least he put it nicely.

"No.. I know I just was anxious about the test today." I said.

"You are going to do fine. Last night we went over the whole study guide twice and you did great." He said.

"I know. Its just.. what if I forget?" I asked.

"You wont." He smiled. I smiled back at him. God, what was wrong with me? This was insane. He is my teacher.

"Okay. Well. Bye." I said and quickly walked out of the classroom.

That wasn't awkward at all

Come lunch time I was so anxious I could not eat. It was just a damn math test, so why was it freaking me out.

"You okay Kassidy?" Emma asked.

"Yeah. Just nervous about the Algebra test.." I said.

"Me too. Last time, half of the class failed and he screamed at us for an entire hour." Ruby said.

"Great." I said.

"Why are you so freaked out? He yells at you all the time and you snap back at him. Its kind of your thing." Belle said.

"He told me if I didn't get at least a B on this test I'd get detention all next week too."

Not that I minded.

"Why is he picking on you so much?" Emma asked.

"I don't know." I said with a shrug.

"I'm sure you will do fine." Ruby said. "You've been studying it like crazy and After school, you are coming to my house. and we are going to eat Pizza, and watch Netflix and forget about school for a couple days." She grinned.

"I still have detention." I said.

"Ugh.. damnit Jones." Ruby said. "After detention then. You are coming over. No excuses."

"Sure." I said and smiled.

I sat in my seat chipping off what was left of my black nail polish as Mr. Jones walked around passing out tests to everyone.

"You have the entire class to take your test, Take your time. No talking, No cell phones. If I see anyone cheating you will go straight to the office." He said and set a test down onto my desk. "Just Focus." He whispered to me before sitting down at his desk watching everyone like a hawk. This guy did not mess around when it came to testing. I flipped my test over and started it. The first page was easier than I thought it would be Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. I flipped to the second page and my focus went out the window as I tried to solve the equations. I couldn't seem to think straight. I was having a hard time breathing and the numbers on the page were getting blurry. I set my pencil down for a second and rubbed my temples suddenly becoming aware of every little noise in the room. I was loosing it. My fight or flight instincts were kicking in and I had to get out of this damn classroom. I stood up quickly and every one looked at me.

"Miss Cole, return to your seat and finish your test." Mr. Jones said.

"I..I.." I fumbled over the words like I was having a stroke. Mr. Jones stood up.

"Miss Cole.." He said. I grabbed my backpack off the floor and ran out of the classroom.

Killian POV

"Everyone, finish your tests. Eyes on your own paper." I said moved away from my desk following Kassidy out of the classroom. When I got to the hall, She was a pacing, hyperventilating, mess.

"Kassidy." I said. She continued to pace.

"Kassidy!!" I said and grabbed ahold of her shoulders stopping her. She looked at me and just started crying.

"I can't do it." She said through tears.

"Yes, you can. You are just panicking. Just breathe." I said. I felt horrible seeing her this way, over a test. A test I knew she could pass, but she didn't.

"Kassidy. Breathe." I repeated calmly. She slowed her breathing keeping her eyes on me.

"Its just a test. As much as I make it seem like it, Its not life or death." I said.

"I just don't want to let you down." She said. I frowned, This was all because she didn't want to let me down?

"You aren't going to let me down.." I said. At this point, I'd let her get away with murder. I pushed a blonde curl out of her eyes.

Stop. Killian. Stop. Thats too far.

"If I fail this test.." She started.

"The only way you are going to fail, is if you don't get back in there. Sit down, and finish it." I said. "And even if you do fail, you tried and that is enough for me."

Who the hell am I? What is she doing to you Killian??

"Everyone is going to think I am crazy.." She said.

"Anyone who knows you, knows you're crazy." I said. She laughed.

"Its what makes you..so you." I added and smiled and looked at my watch. "You have 20 minutes."

"I better get back in there." She said.

"Yes, you better." I said. "Just.. follow my lead. I don't want the other students thinking I'm too nice." I said and opened the door to the classroom Lightly pushing Kassidy back into the room.

"Back to your seat Miss Cole, I don't know what that outburst was. You are lucky I don't fail you!" I said.

"Sorry, Mr. Jones. Wont happen again." She said and gave me a small smirk before sitting back down and going back to her test. This girl was going to ruin me.

and I was going to let her.

Kassidy POV

I paced as I waited while Mr. Jones graded my test. Everyone else would find out their results Monday. But I begged him to grade mine now. I needed to know.

"Kassidy, for the love of God, sit down you are making me dizzy." He said.

"Sorry." I said and sat down at my desk tapping my pencil.

"Kassidy!" He said. I set my pencil down. and looked over at him concentrating on my test.

"I'm sorry.. I freaked out earlier." I said.

"I've told you, 3 times now, that it is okay. Everyone gets Test anxiety Kassidy." He said.

Kassidy. I preferred it when he said my name, rather than Miss Cole. It gave me goosebumps.

He set his red pen down and looked up at me. His eyes looked angry.

"Its. Bad. Its so bad.. I knew it." I said. He chuckled and held up the paper. I blinked at the red 95% circled on the paper.

"That's..not my test." I said. "That can't be my test." I said. He turned it around.

"It says Kassidy Cole." He said. I stood up and took the paper from him.

"I...Got an A?" I asked.

"Yes. Kassidy. You Got an A." He said with a grin as he stood from his desk. I ran around to him and hugged him.

"Thank you!" I said. He wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly.

"Why are you thanking me? You took the test."

"But you helped me." I said.

"I did my job." He said and rested his chin on the top of my head and just held me and everything felt right For that moment.

"You are amazing." I said and pressed the side of my head to his chest. He pulled away and cleared his throat.

God damnit Kassidy why did you have to go and do that? I thought.

"Right. Well. Great Job." He said. I looked at him confused and slightly hurt that he was suddenly being so cold.

"Shouldn't you be getting home?" He asked.

"I..still have detention." I said.

"Well, I think I can let you off. You did after all get an A." He said. "I'll see you Monday. Miss Cole." He said.

"But Killian.." I said.

"Mr. Jones." He corrected.

"Okay. Yeah. Mr. Jones. I..will see you monday." I said and picked up my backpack and walked out of the classroom fighting back tears.