Love 101

By Sylvia Hubbard

Young looking, prudish school teacher, Cheyenne Roberts, loses a bet with her students. She is forced to wear their horrible looking uniforms on the same day she meets sexy Evan Crane, who just wanted assistance in driving around Detroit.

Evan assumes she's a student and Cheyenne doesn't tell him any different. She's amused as he fights his attraction to her.

Deciding to take advantage of his weakness and her own mounting attraction to him, Cheyenne kisses Evan.

That's when her plan to just tease the stranger becomes a chance for her to live out her own reckless fantasy.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sylvia Hubbard
• Release date: Jan 27, 2011

Sylvia Hubbard

Detroit native, Sylvia Hubbard, a single mother of three, has worked tirelessly to promote and encourage emerging writers in Michigan. She independently published her first romance novel in 2000 and has continued to write in that genre, sometimes venturing into other sub-genres. Always urban and contemporary styled, her writing is enjoyed all over the world. She has published 8 paperbacks and over 30 e-books.The same year she published, Ms Hubbard also created Motown Writers Network to fill the lack of education and networking for Michigan authors online and offline. By 2004, she was frustrated that all the literary conferences had moved too far away from the city and co-created The Essence of Motown Literary Jam Conference held only in the City of Detroit annually.In addition to romance writing, Hubbard has been featured at various conferences and workshops all over the United States and Canada, where she has taught authors how to sell their books on the Internet. She also published Internet Marketing for Writers & Businesses as a resource for those unable to attend her workshops. In the upcoming year, she will be featured in several anthologies and plans to publish additional e-books.

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Prologue

Even though St. Alphonso’s Catholic School was scheduled to close next year, the staff carried on as if we would be open for a hundred more years.

I’m not even sure where the debate about students not wearing uniforms started at, but somehow it had become a big deal. St. Alphonso had always been strict in its uniform policy and now students felt with the school nearing its final year that it should lax policy.

It’s only two days out the week, Ms. Roberts, Stacey said, flipping her back shoulder length dark brown hair away from her face. Being one of the popular eleventh grade students, she lived up to her image always looking as if she stepped out a salon every day. She reminded me of one of those Jet Magazine’s Beauty of the Week and maturity showed very evident in her face and those ever seeing dark brown eyes.

Pushing my glasses that had moved down my nose back up, I paused before answering her. Calculus is not the place to discuss this issue, Stacey.

Adamantly, she stated, You don’t have to wear uniforms because you wear what you want to wear.

I couldn’t help but respond to her, even though I had tried to resolve to put this subject to an end and finish up getting them to understand computations involving velocity. Teachers have a dress code.

But not stupid horrible looking plaid uniforms. They’re hot and itchy and I, along with the majority of the other students, hate them. She stood up to stress her point.

There was verbal encouragement around the room. I decided to maintain my own annoyance in this subject and return to our honors Calculus class. They barely passed their integral Calculus finals and I really needed them to get an understanding of all the aspects of differential Calculus. "Take a seat, Stacey. When everyone can actually ace one of