A crack in the glass

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Bellamy's POV:

No way. No way. No way. This cant be happening. She can't be my teacher. I searched around trying to find an escape from this awkward situation but no ideas came to me. I could feel my heart rate fasten and the whole room seemed to shake as I became light-headed. I attempted to lift my head back up to meet her gaze to see a nervous look washed over her and then everything was black.

I heard noises around me but couldn't quite grasp on what it was. I tried to open my eyes but to no avail. I groaned as a sharp pain flew across my forehead and then nothing.

I woke up in a bright white room, turning over groggily, my head pulsing into the uncomfortable pillows. "Bellamy?" I heard a some what familiar voice whisper behind me at the sudden movement. I turned over slowly staring at the beauty in front of me, forgetting my pass out ever happened. "mhm", I groaned wiping my eyes then looking into her eyes again, the rush of butterflies appearing once again.

As she started to talk, I couldn't help but not focus as a shooting pain entered through my right temple, shooting up in agony. As quickly as id shot up, she was right beside me in a panicked state. And as it came, it disappeared again.

I calmed down quickly, noticing soft hands trace circles on my back, slowing my breathing down rather fastly. I turned my head, coming face to face with my teacher. And then it clicked. I jumped away from her touch, a hot red glow adding to my face as I started pacing, looking absolutely crazy in the sight of my newest teacher. "I'm so sorry- I don't know what came over me - I promise it wont happen again - it was so illegal and so..." taking a deep breath finally, I finish my sentence. "hot". Regretting it immediately, looking back up at her face, seeing an unrecognisable emotion, guilt and shame washed over me in an instant. And I ran. I ran as far the into the unknown as I could, finally seeing the cafeteria in the distance, I paced myself coming to a walk, flopping down on a bench.

Heart racing. Face fire. Hands shaking. Body numb.

Chanel's POV:

I stood there in shock, wind blowing behind me as she bolted. Did she really just say it was hot? That cant happen, I know I was teasing her, which yeah ill take the blame for but I didn't think she was going to fall so fast or even be so confident about it. Besides her mini heart attack...I think I need to keep my distance.

I straightened my clothes out before strolling out of the doctors office like nothing had happened. It was a new semester, I needed this one to be better than the last, safe to say with how traumatising it was for the school, especially me. I shook my head, thoughts flying away as I walked through the halls of the school, knowing I'm getting stares but being used to it it never hassled me anymore.

The bell rang as I sat down at my desk, another year but the same room, the same memories. Time to get this over with.

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