JAXTON’s POV..:.
I was arranging my topics for my next class with the tenth graders when I heard a knock on my door.
“Come in,” I called from inside as I continued to type on my computer.
“Mr. Jaxton.” I heard the familiar voice call in a low voice and I immediately rose my head up and looked at her. “Are you busy? I can come back later if you are busy.” She said.
“No!” I answered a little too fast. “No! I’m not busy. You can come in, Larissa.” I said in a small voice.
I was feeling really excited to see her in my office for some absolutely weird reason.
“Thank you.” She smiled then closed the door behind her and walked further inside the room then stood in front of me.
“How can I help you?” I questioned.
“I have a question to ask about the assignment you gave us earlier.” S
