"OK, I get why Anna is embarrassed about getting into that thing," thought Maria as she walked towards Stefan's parked Aventador, which mercifully, was parked a little way outside the school and not in the parking lot.
Stefan himself, was leaning casually against the hood, looking too handsome for his own good in his black business suit that showed off his lean and tall frame with broad shoulders.
Maria felt her heart flutter, as she approached, wishing she had worn heels instead of her sensible black ballet flats, or a nicer dress, instead of the plain black knee-length skater dress with a white peter-pan collar and black pantyhose she was wearing.
"Ms. Washington, is that your boyfriend?" asked one of the boys in her fifth grade class, staring at Stefan.
"I'm not yet her boyfriend, but I am a lawyer. Here's a hundred bucks, you never saw or heard of me got it?" said Stefan, handing the boy a $100 bill.
"Yes sir," said the boy, and scurried off, as Maria blushed furiously.
