Date

Rick let out a sigh as he packed up his belongings. The school day had come to an end.

*

As he was walking down the hall, Ms. Hoffman tapped his shoulder from behind. Startled, he jumped.

"Oh...sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." She looked at him, then quickly looked down.

"N-Nah, it's fine! Is everything ok...?" He asked, chuckling nervously.

Suddenly Ms. Hoffman began blushing.

"M-Ms. Hoffman...?" Rick whispered, hesitantly touching her shoulder.

"Are you okay...?"

She looked up, blushing wildly.

"Will you go on a date with me, Mr. Summers!?" She cried out.

Rick nearly doubled over, quickly becoming a blushing mess too.

"M-me!?" He cried.

Ms. Hoffman nodded, averting her eyes.

"I-I'd love to!" He stammered.

Ms. Hoffman quickly looked up.

"R-really?" She smiled, tearing up.

She then leaned on Rick's chest.

"I’ve always...wanted you." She whispered as she slid a finger up near the right side of his collar bone.