My heart was pounding hard in my chest. I’ve never been in this situation before. I sincerely did not know what to do.

I just stood in front of Mr. Brett battling within myself on what to do. My brain was not giving me any suggestions and the pride I had for it reduced instantly. How could it disappoint me when I needed it the most? I must be doing well in displaying how pathetic I am.

Mr. Brett observed my indecisive struggle and he chuckled. I looked up to meet his gaze. He was smiling down at me.

“You're cute,” he said and used his right thumb to brush...