The girl couldn't help but let out an envious "Wow." She had a very pure and lovely smile.
Holly Winslow felt a little embarrassed by her stare. Gabe Chaucer noticed and, smiling, told the student to leave. "Go on back to your classroom. Your Senior Winslow is getting shy. Otherwise, your Senior Quincy will come looking for you."
The girl smiled and nodded, her eyes curving into crescents. "Goodbye, Teacher Chaucer, Senior Winslow." With that, she left the office.
Gossip travels fastest during the school years. Before long, a crowd of students had gathered at the office door. They kept peeking in, pretending to casually glance at the "rare animal"—Holly Winslow.
Noticing the students, Gabe Chaucer stood up and walked to the door. Before he could even speak, the students scattered like frightened birds and vanished.
Holly Winslow faintly heard a student shout, "Run! Teacher Chaucer's coming out!"
She couldn't help but chuckle.
