Just Another Love... between a TEACHER & a STUDENT?!? part 11 (READ INTRO).

Dmitri laid the book on the table.
"You left it in my car.. I'm sorry, but I had to look through it to see whose it was." He quietly said. "Don't worry, I didn't look through it." He added.
I let out a long sigh of relief and muttered under my breath.
"Thank you, God."
Dmitri gave a sly smile.
"What's so special about htis notebook anyways?" He pressed himself closer to me. "Can I see what's in it?"
At this point, his face was an inch away from his. So close... Snap out of it!
"NO! It's puh-rivate, duhh!" I pushed him away and got up with the notebook, heading toward the kitchen. I set the book on the counter.
~DMITRI'S POV~
Naz had left the scene and her notebook was out in the open. I got up and crept towards my prey: the book. Snatching it, I run back to my seat and begin leafing through the first few pages. They were all about our 1st Per. teacher.
"This is what she-" I caught my self. As I flipped the next pages, pictures of "myself" emerged. Little notes in Naz's handwriting were scrawled next to the pictures. Some were from last year and others were from way back in the 8th grade.
I couldn't believe it! She had a crush on me! This was amazing! Why? Because I like her back and this could mean one thing: We could be the perfect couple. I was so excited: I wanted to tell her everything, badly. But it was too early.
I place the book back on the table, and write a little note for her in the front cover befor closing it. As quietly as I could, I left the house.
~~~NAZ POV~~~
Fifteen minutes had past since we've been in the kitchen. All the vegetables needed for the party on Friday were cut and packed in a couple of air tight containers. Liz was about to go into the living room, when she hesitated.
"Naz..." Liz looked at me with "The Eyes".
I looked up from the Bobby Flay: You Can Cook, Too! book.
"Mhm?" I hummed.
"I just realized Dmitri hasn't said a word."
I closed the book and walked over to where she was standing.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
Liz raised her eyebrows indicating that I should know by now what she means. & it hit me.
"Wait, are you saying that-"
"Yes, that's exactly what I am thinking." & what Liz is thinking about is the fact that Dmitri may have looked in the book!
"Ah! Damn boy! I knew he would succumb to his temptations!" I spat. Privacy status = VIOLATED.
"Do you think he went through his pages?" Asked Liz.
"I bet he did!"
We both went into the living to see if the book had been taken. Surprisingly, it was still there.
Liz was still chewing a carrot. She picked the book up and leafed through the pages.
"Naz, there's nothing abnor-, wait a sec. Hey! Did you write this little note?"
Liz brought the book over & showed me the back cover. Sure enough, there was the note and it read: On the 21st day of the 10th month, you'll hear good news, which will thrill you and your friends.
"What the hell?" Liz furrowed her brow.
"Who wrote this MOCKERY!?" I was fuming.
"Whoa, calm down, amiga. We'll find out tomorrow." Liz tried to calm me.
"I swear, if it was Dmitri, I'm gonna cut his little throat." I clenched my fists and I felt my face get hotter. Liz grabbed my arm and sat me down on the couch. Just as she was about to sit, the garage door whined open, making me jump from me seat.
"Liz! Quick! Take the book and leave out the back!" I hurriedly grabbed her things and shoved them in her purse. Liz let out a grunt.
"Augh! I still don't get why you can't keep your OWN book in your OWN house!"
"No time, I'll explain later." And I handed her things and pushed her out the backyard door.
"NAZ! I FLIPPING SWEAR YOU NEED TO CHILL WHEN YOUR PARENTS GET HOME!" She yelled as she ran out the back.
Phew, I breathed. My parents hate it when I bring home friends w/o asking them, especially if its a busy week.
I hurriedly made my self look like I was studyin.
Mission accomplished.