Say My Name [ Teacher-Student Romance -- Robert Downey Jr ]

Ch.15 - Nice And Close

Happy Birthday to my personal hero and idol, Robert Downey Jr! You turn 50 today and looking like a sharp 30 year old! Thank you for being the human embodiment of perseverance! From the bottom to the top you've seen it all and showing us the impossible can always be done.

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She had woken up excited today, the first time in a long time. Not terribly overjoyed, but enough that it makes getting out of bed a little bit easier than usual. Feeling less like the need to press back into her blankets and feel the over mounting pressure of staying on task and getting good grades. Although when she would arrive to school all that faded into a dull buzz and she embraced the welcomed distraction.

Today she had sifted through a box, having to cut it open, tearing at the cardboard, to find one of her older books. She threw it in her still very blue backpack and had headed off to school. She had even ate this morning, like a proper breakfast, not just coffee, like for real food. She actually felt hungry for the first time in weeks.

Walking to class, she finally knew the route, but that didn't mean she was any less uncomfortable walking alone. She still flinched when anyone surprised her, and would almost walk against the lockers when the hall filled thick with students.

Feeling nervous for a few different reasons today. One being that she would potentially be faced by the meat heads who had given her her reoccurring nightmare that Friday. She wouldn't be surprised if they were angry at her for embarrassing them or wanted to hurt or spit at her. She should've just ignored them, or just given them her name. Whatever though, because someone had stood up for her and maybe now they'd leave her alone. Whatever the case, it still makes her tighten her knuckles till they were bloodless white, tugging at her jacket and making sure the zipper was all the way up to the top of her chin.

She's also nervous to be seated up front, although that's where she prefers to sit, and learn, she isn't sure where along the front she'd end up. Hopefully not the centre.

Plus she would be right close to Mr.Downey. But that means she has someone she could trust near by. That would be good, right? Maybe. She'll see how it goes. A part of her is starting to believe she trusted him. Like truly. Which also makes her nervous. As per usual. Like when was she not?

Walking up to the door, slipping past a few students as she peeks her head into 130B. Breathing a little heavy at the disruption to her settled routine, plus she isn't as early as she wants to have gotten here.

Whatever the matter, she's here now.

People are still filing in past her as she stands by the door, looking. Scouting out her spot. There were roughly three spots that could make do. In between a deep breath and a rush of adrenaline, she makes for the closest one, shoulder checking to see if anyone would be claiming the spot. Looking, looking, looking, and finding it clear, she sighs heavily, thankful, throwing down her bag on the empty seat.

She flinches as someone coughs rather loudly, tugging her from her sorta semi anxious calm. Turning to the sound thinking maybe someone was about to throw her to the side, but no one was poking at her, or walking over looking stern like their spot had just been jacked.

Furrowing her brows, trying to shake off her apparent delusions as she resumes to opening up her bag, only to hear it again.

She turns again, searching around the buzzing classroom to finding Mr.Downey writing a quote on the board, his back facing her, but glancing over his shoulder at her. She blinks, checking behind her to see if maybe he was looking at someone else but he just keeps nodding at her as subtly as he could with the jerk of his chin.