Madame Williams ( teacherxstudent )

26

DIANE'S POV

It was thunder storming again tonight. The sky was cloudy and the clouds were gray, and there was a breeze that assured me a storm was coming. Lou sat in her desk as she wrote down what I was hopeful was her homework and not little doodles like the last time I caught her.

I kept thinking of what I had told Lou, and I felt horrible for ignoring that particular discussion and deciding to brush it off like it was nothing. It's not like I was against a break from it, but still I wanted to talk to her about it.

I had fallen for her, I knew that, but would that keep me from ending things? Would I be able to say goodbye?

My head wouldn't keep spinning around those questions the whole day, the whole time every minute, even while teaching to my students and there wasn't a way to turn it off, specially when she was the one sitting in my classroom looking up at me with those tender eyes... those beautiful eyes bluer than the sea and the sky, and it would be so hard not to keep staring at them because of how drawn I felt to them and her... her pink lips, her perfect facial bone structures... and then the thought of her laugh and her voice, how she would giggle when I tickled her on purpose.

Her smell, her heartbeat against mine, her lips on mine, her voice on my ears, her hands on my face, her beautiful mind, soul. And her irresistible beautiful body, her thighs, her skin, her back, her abdomen, her butt cheeks, her neck, her hair, her breasts... she was perfect. Literally an angel fallen from heaven. She was the most perfect human being I this whole world and I had her all to myself somehow.

Her heart was sweet and strong, which I envied, because I didn't have that. I had the strength, but not her sweetness. I didn't have all the empathy she had, I didn't have the same humor or resilience.

Lou was unique. She was a stranger yet I knew her so well.

And then the bell rang and I saw her gathering her belongings.

"If you didn't finish the last few items, you must do them as homework," I ordered and watched my students leave the classroom, Lou's clumsy hands throwing a book to the floor by mistake, although it wouldn't be strange if she'd thrown it on purpose to stay behind.

She was wearing an oversized sweatshirt and baggy jeans, her hair was loose and she was wearing some cute butterfly earrings.

"Need help with that?" I asked her, the classroom was empty except for the both of us.

She looked up and finished grabbing all her things, "I'm okay, thanks."

"Are you ignoring me?" I asked.

Lou looked up again, "I'm not," She closed her backpack full of books and threw her hair behind her shoulders, "Why do you ask?"

"You didn't text me goodnight." I shrugged my shoulders.

I saw her blush and giggle at my dumb words, "I fell asleep early, I was tired. I read it this morning."

"You could have said good morning," I said, earning another soft chuckle from her heavenly beautiful self. She was wearing mascara today, which made her eyelashes even more pretty, making her resemble a princess in my opinion.

She rolled her eyes playfully, "I've got to go now, Dee." She seemed 'off' as she would describe.

"Did you do any work though?" I asked watching her walk away from me.

Her brown haired head turned around a bit, but enough for our eyes to meet, "Half of it." She winked at me and readjusted her backpack on her shoulder, probably heavy with all the book she had to carry.