Mr. Hayes turned around to face the class. I gasped instantly as soon as I saw his face. It was the face that haunted me at night. The face that kept popping into my head every time I try to forget about that night. My heart was racing so fast, I was getting hot flashes.

“Damn, he’s hot,” Carrie whispered to me under her breath.

I couldn’t respond. I just kept staring up at him. His eyes glanced around the room until it met mine. It widened instantly as the thought ...