Chapter 73：Heart like a rocket

"I ..... I seem to have some heat in my body."

Gwen felt that she was in a strange state at the moment.

My body was hot, the blood in my brain seemed to be slowly expanding, and every heartbeat was accompanied by the roar of my pulse "Perhaps, I need to calm down, maybe the newspaper just now made my anger value soar a lot. Gwen quickly made a reason for herself.

"Is that all?"

"No other discomfort? Peter frowned at Gwen, "There was at first, but it's much better now."

Gwen made a deep breath, "Like that feeling of weakness and powerlessness after a strenuous workout, that's what it felt like just now, but it's back now."

"Maybe you should go to the hospital, Gwen."

Naturally Peter didn't believe it was that simple.

"Okay, I'll think about your suggestion, but I don't think we're there yet.

Gwen stated that she should be fine.

When Peter had left, she exhaled, her eyes narrowed to slits, and reached out to press her temples.

The veins at her temples were jutting at this point, and her breathing seemed to have lowered quite a bit, but her heart had to be beating over a hundred and forty times.

"Okay, my heartbeat is higher now than an astronaut's gravity-pressurized liftoff."

Gwen muttered under her breath as she glanced toward Peter.

Suddenly a wonderful emotion welled up in her heart, as if the aura that Peter was now emanating from his body was giving her a feeling of ecstasy.

And her heart was beating faster when she saw the other woman.

Could it be that her heart was beating faster than a lifting astronaut's because she saw Peter?

Gwen touched her flushed cheeks and wondered if she was being nymphomaniacal.

Even though she was very attracted to Peter, was her heart beating faster just by looking at him now?

Gwen fell into deep confusion.

On the other side, Peter, after a little contemplation, left his seat straight away and walked towards the outside He suspected that this odor emanating from the air was the cause of Gwen's abnormality. And the only person worth suspecting was Ms. Helen.

Inside the classroom office.

"Peter, what can I do for you? It's not a good sign that you showed up here during class time."

Miss Fish raised her head and said to Peter in a serious tone when she saw him appear.

In addition to Miss Fish in the office, there were two seniors who were being reprimanded by Miss Fish for skipping their beginner's French class.

"Billy Delois and Henry Tennant, you two stay after school for two periods.

Letting the two self-confessed students go, Miss Fish turned her attention to Peter.

At the same time she shoved the forms on her desk into a drawer, which slammed shut with a bang and a pinch of her thumb.

Miss Fish, who had grunted, turned with a graceful gesture, pretending nothing had happened, to face Peter.

Peter:"..."

"I'm looking for Ms. Helen, isn't she in?"

After a second of silence Peter asked the eccentric and curmudgeonly teacher where Helen was.

"I thought you were here to ask me for a note of request."

Miss Fish coughed and said to Peter, "Many people have asked similar questions before you."

Miss Fish indicated that Peter was a little late to the party.

"My unified response is that she took a leave of absence."

"Took a vacation? Why?"

Miss Fish pushed up the frames of her heavy glasses and said to Peter, "I don't know, after all, she's not a student and she doesn't need my approval for a leave of absence."

Seemingly indignant that Helen was so popular with the male students, she muttered again in a low voice:.

"You students are all acting like demons, perhaps you should all go to church and listen to the priest's exhortations and be careful not to be tempted by the devil."

Ms. Fish's muttering was clearly heard by Peter.

Misunderstood as a color-batch student chasing after a beautiful teacher, he was not amused, but continued to ask the other.

"How much does Miss Fish know about the new teacher Helen?"

"Student Parker, this is not a question you should ask. "

Miss Fish's gaze became serious, "If I were you, I would obediently go back to the classroom.

For Peter, her impression of the other party had always been a very honest type.

Liking to read and study some scientific gadgets, although was often ridiculed by those gym students, but always silent and dare not fight back.

Why did the other party look now, giving her a sense of vulnerability like facing the principal.

If it was a normal student who dared to talk to her like that, she would have kicked the other out a long time ago.

"I would, but because there's something I need to take care of with Ms. Helen."

Peter continued to her: "If I can't, I'll have to take a leave of absence and go to her myself.

For Ms. Fish, getting her to write a leave of absence was a harder task than killing her.

As expected, after hearing Peter's "threat", Ms. Fish finally gave in.

"I don't know, Mr. Parker."

Miss Fish finally realized that the Peter in front of her was no longer the Peter who was afraid to speak up to her before.

She said helplessly, "But I know her home address and e-mail address, so maybe you can contact her yourself."

While saying that, she brought the yellow leave permit slip.

Then with a silver pocket pencil, she scribbled down the other person's address and email on it, her features scrunching up in pain from the pressure on her thumb as she wrote.

It wasn't a secret what she had told Peter; new teachers always leave their addresses and contact information in advance.

It wouldn't be hard to find out.

Besides, she didn't think a high school student like Peter would be in a position to do anything bad.

...

Inside the classroom, Peter was staring at the address on the yellow leave slip in his hand when Kuredi's cell phone rang.

Gwen sent her a text message, "Peter, come to the school pool!"

"Pool?"

After putting away his cell phone, he had a slightly puzzled expression.

As he remembered himself, Gwen wasn't a member of the swim team.

After hesitating for a moment, he got up and walked towards the gym.

The school had a pool in the indoor gym, and it was in pretty good condition, so much so that it became a beautiful sight for the school in the summer.

But now that the weather had turned cold, there didn't seem to be many people going swimming.

Gwen now came to want to swim?

A few minutes later.

Peter walked into the pool in the gym.

Before he even entered, he heard the faint sound of water flowing inside, and the sound of water being lapped. Peter entered the wide pool, just in time to see a white figure swimming in the water The other party stretched his body in the pool, the soothing standard swimming posture seemed like a mermaid, Peter quietly watched, did not say anything.

The only sound in the entire large swimming pool was the sound of splashing water.