Dylan leaned against the door and stared at me.I slowly walked back to the teacher's seat..i pulled the chair but didn't sit on it.The conversation with Mrs Andrea just hit different this time..I mean..even though that him and i..well even though that our lips already met each other,i somehow felt a bit shy now...I flipped my hair slowly,and my mind started to race at a million thoughts a second.What should I say? What should i tell him? Was he trying to eavesdrop? Did he hear us? There was like a knot in my throat.I was so nervous..and i didn't want to seem too desperate…I could clearly hear the voices in...