So, mah mums tells me to go to the store and whatnot to pick up some pop and junk for some gathering she and her friends were having... on my way there, I saw my algebra teacher from last year... I won't say her name, but as we passed each other in the streets she noticed me and kind of sideways smiled at me, racking her brain for my name.

"Ah, don't tell me...I know your name..."

"eeeeh, Jake..."

she responded as if she was relieved that it had come back to her... like I was all that imortant or something. She awkwardly placed her hand on my shoulder and squeezed... as if we were bestest friends...then she did it, she started looking me up and down with this creepy perverted smile...her hand still on my shoulder... well nothing more happened after that...she must've remembered she was in public...

Its not like she's not attractive...she is... but, I feel like she crossed some sort of SUPER SPECIAL AWESOME border that's not to be crossed by teachers...

does this make me gay? not wanting my teacher's SUPER SPECIAL AWESOME attention?