/Amber's pov/
Sure, he was attractive, but he couldn't compete with my Mike. "He's adorable," I said, nodding my head in accord.
In response to Mrs. Stewart's question, "Josh, tell us a bit about yourself."
He moved uneasily on his feet as he anxiously glanced around the room at the students. "Er.... well, my mother and stepfather and I have just relocated to Timberfield. I have a younger sibling who is one year old. "And I like skating?" he said, attempting to make the statement seem more like a question.
"All right, then, I'm certain you'll be extremely pleased here. Could I match you with someone for my lesson, and then they could accompany you to your next class?" Mrs. Stewart made the proposition. I let out a moan. There was no way she was going to choose me; it's the type of thin
