While the others were scoping out new changes and stuff, I was scanning the place for Mr. Smith. There was no sign of him around the buildings. The other girls were ready to move on and head back into town. Just as we were leaving the school property near the highway, I spotted Mr. Smith. He was out along the frontage road, mowing grass. The car I was riding in was full of girls, so I knew he probably wouldn’t even see me. He was focused on the path ahead and steering the mower. As we passed by, my heart skipped a beat.
It was really hot outside, and I had never seen Mr. Smith do this while school was in session. He had taken his shirt off and was wearing just khaki shorts and a Panama hat. I had to take a hard look to make sure it was really him. His physique was incredible. Even though
