Wes took a seat near front of the room and took a deep breath. He tried not to think about his math grade, and instead focused on Jennifer. Mrs. Evans. She always looked amazing, no matter what she wore. Though what she wore really did make her look even better. It was kind of distracting, but in a very good way.
He slouched a little in the desk as she pulled her jacket off. He watched her walk to the door to close it, his eyes fixated on her amazing ass. And then she was right in front of him, and it was really tempting just to stare at her chest, but that wasn't polite. He looked at his test and sighed. It wasn't good, but it still could have been worse.
"I don't know. I just...maybe it's because I don't see chemistry as math?" He brushed some hair out of his eyes and glanced up at her. "Like...chemistry, I can see what I'm working with. I know the things I'm dealing with are, and what they make. I just...with math I don't get that."