Be mine

Chapter 1 | embarrassing situation

Elisa PoV

A deafening squeak rudely woke me up. Exhausted, I put my head under my fluffy pillow and tried with all my might to block out the noise.
Who made such a noise in the midst of the early morning hours?
,, Good morning my girls!", An icy voice penetrated my room.
,, Miss Hardbroom!", I snorted softly at the name of my potions teacher and rolled my eyes in annoyance.
Why hadn't that occurred to me right away?Whenever she had wake-up calls, she had to throw us out of bed at the most inhuman times.
That was one of the few things I hated about her.
Yes, I liked HB.
More than I realized.
No matter how many times she scolded me for my many mistakes in front of the entire class and gave me detention for them, I could never be angry with her for long.
Why?
No idea.
Maybe because a tiny part of me felt how lonely my Potions teacher was inside her?
I massaged my face sleepily.
Why couldn't this woman let us sleep until seven o'clock?
We were allowed to stay longer with Miss. Drill and Mister  Rowan Webb.

,,I expect you ..", Miss Hardbroom started and took a short break before she continued to speak slowly in her cool voice: ,, In half an hour on time in front of the entrance hall! Whoever thinks he can stay in bed, that will be cleaning, labeling and refilling all storage jars under my supervision this evening. And indeed without ... "
,, Magic. ", she finished her sentence with a hiss.
There was radio silence.
Well, someone seemed to have slept particularly well last night.
The way my teacher felt today, I was able to prepare myself for lecture notes or something similar in class.
The first day of school only really started in a few hours.
If I had to go to detention with her, I would miss those hours of study.

Sighing, I sat up and rubbed my eyes.
Nothing could go wrong this year!
I needed a very good degree if I wanted to go to the same elite university that my parents attended.
All doors were open to those who studied there.
That's why it was so important to me to get good grades.
Because my future was very important to me.
Yawning, I stumbled out of bed and shuffled into the bathroom.
As if by remote control, I brushed my teeth and struggled to keep my eyelids open.
All night long I had tried to repeat all of the subject matter from the previous year.
Except for the titles, nothing was stuck.
Miss Hardbroom would embarrass me in front of the others.
Just like she always did when I couldn't answer her questions.
Sometimes I felt that she particularly hated me. This would also explain why she treated me so cruelly.
What have I done to her?
Frustrated, I started rinsing my mouth out before slipping into my school uniform with a heavy sigh.
I didn't notice that I was wearing it the wrong way round.
I grabbed my school ipad and hurried out of my room.
My feet led me to the old wooden stairs that should bring me directly down to the entrance hall.
Before I could reach the first step, someone roughly pulled me backwards.

The person wrapped their arms tightly around my body.

Panic rose in me.
I thrashed around wildly.

,, Hmpf! Whoever you are, let go of me right now! If I'm late because of you, HB will put me on detention. ", I spooked these words outraged.
I struggled to get rid of the person somehow.
However, I was pressed even closer to her.

A familiar scent gently tickled my nose.
He smelled of fresh herbs and a hint of the sea.
Only one person ever wore the scent on their clothes.

It was Miss Hardbroom.
My fear evaporated.
A warm breeze brushed my neck.
Then tingling goose bumps spread all over my body.
Heat shot in my face as I realized how close we were.
I could feel her warmth through our clothes.
A cold shiver ran down my spine.
,, Elisaaa Sprucehill! If you had just put on your school uniform correctly, we would both have been spared this predicament. ", HB whispered in my ear.
The slight vibration in her voice triggered a violent tingling sensation in my stomach.
I clenched my teeth firmly so as not to sigh.
,,What? I've got my things on the wrong way?", I stuttered and hoped this tingling would finally stop.
,,Yes!", My teacher purred softly. 
Whereupon she let go of me, clearing her throat.
Confused about Hardbroom's behavior and this strong tingling sensation in my stomach, I took a step to the side to gain some distance.

It was only when I was more or less under control that I looked down at myself with a pounding heart.
Indeed.
All inner seams pointed outwards.
An unhealthy blush graced my cheeks.
Where was the ground that was supposed to swallow me?
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