I could see the girls drooling all over him. Yeah, I get it he is really good looking, but I have seen better. I hope he doesn’t keep me behind on my next class because I don’t want to fall behind and do extra work.
In class all my mind was thinking about what was going to happen later on today. I miss him. I can’t forget that moment he touched me and traced kisses along my neck. I bite my lip resisting the urge to freak out and make time go fast.
Feels like hours in this class, but the bell finally rings. I pack my things fast so he wouldn’t notice me leave. I fail at that.
The room was empty. Just me and him. He walks to the door and closes it since everyone went to second period. He walks towards his desk and leans on it. I just stood there clueless. Staring at him. He reminds me of David some way. Oh, how I miss that handsome fellow.
“Miss McNair, is there a reason why you were umm late!”
He starts walking towards me where he was now four feet in front of me. His breath smelled like coffee and cigarettes. “Well Mr. …?” I didn’t know his name. My eyes search everywhere just for his name. I turn back to look at the board and there it was. Mr. “Turner”. He says before I even say it in my own mind. I look down try to tell him somewhat the truth, but a sprinkle of a lie.
“Yeah Turner, well I was late because I had worn the type of umm clothes, so the principal sent me home, but my mom drove me back umm here.” I met his eyes and all I saw here his Carmel eyes gazing upon me. He comes closer and I hear his heel of his shoe click. Three feet…two feet…one foot away from me. Is he going to kiss me? This can’t happen I think I might be in love with someone else or maybe not. This is wrong this can’t happen. My head is spinning and I back away fast. My chest rises and lets out three loud breaths. I slowly recover myself since my posture was wrong. “You actually thought I wanted to see because you missed some stupid lesson?” This isn’t real. This can’t be. My hearts beats faster than it does when I see David. I didn’t even know that was possible. “What?” I say with my breath.
He bites his lips and comes closer to me. My personal space. He is upon me like he is a skyscraper and I’m just the tiny little human roaming around. His fingers glide against my hair and he starts twirling my hair. “Look how fucking sexy you are”. He takes a good look at me. “Damn.” I hear him say under his breath. I’m scared. I know what I should do. I don’t want him to think I’m weak since I’m still in high school.
I push him away from me with all my force. He didn’t go very far. I stand behind a desk so he won’t touch me. “Get away from me, you just started teaching and now you’re hitting on your students! On the first day!” he laughs. Why is this crazy, psycho man laughing? This can’t be good. “You’re such a cutie. Don’t you know the reason I started substituting. Look at the girls they are young, beautiful, and clueless.” I stare at the door knob past him. So shiny and beautiful. Never have I ever wanted to be an item, but now I wish I was anything else.
So far, yet so close. My feet slowly move. I wish I had the longest legs. I would be there in one step. Just make a run for it. My mind is telling me this over and over. What do I have to lose? I run and almost slip on the floor like in the movies. My fingertips touch the door handle and before I even get my whole hand around the knob I am turned around. His hand gripped my hand and it hurt so much. With his other hand he slaps me across my right cheek. It’s like his hand traveled in the speed of light, so fast. I place my free hand on my swollen face, I bit my lip hard, harder than ever so I won’t cry, but the pain I am feeling doesn’t help me stop. “Listen here, don’t ever pull that stupid ass move you did there. Ok?” I stare him right in the eye and I try to pull away, but my strength isn’t weak compared to him. He squeezes my hand harder. “Okay, Okay!” I say with a weak voice.
He smiles and let’s go of my hand roughly. I grab the door knob. As I walk out of that horrifying class I hear him say something. “See you tomorrow, Alexa!” I run. Run away from that class as far as I could.
I was at a hall where James class was. I see him smiling and laughing with a girl through the window. Tears run down my eyes. Why can’t I be happy like him and have someone that loves me. My back slides down the smooth wall. I can’t help, but cry. I usually never let myself cry. I see that substitute teacher walking with Ms. Claudia, she is thirty and still very beautiful. I see him sneakily squeezes her behind and she giggles. Psycho. I need to get out of here. I just got back to school and I couldn’t even make it throughout the day. I glance at the ‘EXIT’ sign above the door. I grab my stuff and wipe my tears. I look both ways so a teacher wouldn’t see me and I quickly, but silently run to the door.
I breathe the fresh air of nature. The door led to the parking lot. I run, run until I get away from the school and stop a little to catch my breath.
I walk on the sidewalk and at least five joggers pass me. I feel so alone. I have no one. Nothing to do. I see a beautiful complex just ahead of me. Since I have nothing to do, I just walk in. maybe go explore the apartments here. My frown is gone and now I am happy. I love discovering new things. As I walk a car wonks behind me. It’s him. The sub. I know it is. Who else would honk at me here, I don’t know anyone that lives here anyways. I stood still, but then slowly turn around. “Alexa! Alexa it’s me Kate!” I feels so relived. Never have I ever been so happy to see her. I walk faster towards her car. She pops her head out the window so she can talk to me. “Hey Kate I am so happy to see you!” Not really. We hug even though there is a car kind of separating us. “Hop in!” Of course. She unlocks the car and I get in. Her car was a 2010 Toyota Prius. She would have that.
“Why aren’t you at school?” She asked. Oh I almost got raped from my teacher and he hurt me. “Wait! Your face is swollen poor thing.” She rubs my cheek with her right hand. That distracts her. She parks her car in front an apartment building. She must live here with David. I fix my hair and how I look. “Want to come in for a bag of ice?” I nod my head. This is my chance to see him. My heart races just by getting out the car.
“This is it, isn’t it a beauty?” This is it.
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Song For Dolores
RomansaEveryone she saw around her changed. There she stood the same. The Town Seemed Deranged, but she knew she was the one to blame. She tried to be what people have expected her to be. She stayed the same. Everyone had someone. She had no one.
