In Love With Mr. Doggy (Skillet Fanfic)

Chapter 3: He's My What?!

*Monday- First Day of School*

Rica’s POV

Well, same procedures. Waking up, eating, bathing, but now, going to College! SO EXCITED but a little bit nervous. I drove to the school with my two best friends, Thea and Andrea Parker. We sat down on our chairs in the classroom. About 30 minutes had passed and I heard a door shut.

“Alright, class! Sorry if I’m late… AGAIN.”

We all laughed but I didn’t look up for a moment ‘cause I was busy shutting down my phone. But that voice… I heard it before. Could it be…? I looked up and…

Holy. Moly. Crap.

“John?!” I said aloud.

John’s eyes widened and also said my name.

“Rica?!”

The whole class started whispering stuff.

“Y-you’re my… t-t-t-“

“-Teacher?” Andrea finished for me.

John didn’t move. He was still in shock. This means that we can’t continue our romantic relationship anymore because it will be a shame to the school and the whole community? I’m afraid. He slowly turns around and leaned his head on the board, thinking.

“A-are you… okay?” I was stuttering. I’m scared of what he’ll be thinking about us.

John’s POV

I can’t believe it! Rica’s my student! How could I continue to love her? She’s even younger than me. *sighs* Why do I have to look so young?! I turned around to face her.

“Does it matter if I’m fine?” I said coldly. Gosh, I shouldn’t have said that. Her eyes started to water. I didn’t know that she could be so sensitive or maybe it’s because of embarrassment?

“Ummm… ah… I.” Man, she keeps on stuttering. I’m wasting my time here.

“Whatever. Let’s get to the point. I’m here to teach. Ok? So, I’m not going to waste my time asking each and everyone of you if you’re okay.”

The whole class became silent. I’m starting to get a little bit mean. Rica’s already red and she ran to the door.

“Excuse me.” she said.

Rica’s POV

“Excuse me.” I ran outside with tears pouring down my eyes. I stumbled aback on the lockers. I sat down in a fetal position, rocking back and forth. Did I mention that I have anxiety and I get stress a lot easily.

“Why? Why? Why?” I kept repeating to myself.

The students looked at me and asked me if I’m all right. However, I didn’t respond and they all went away ‘cause they got scared of the way I’m acting crazy. I heard a door behind me click.

“Hey.” a throaty and warm voice filled the air.

John kneeled down in front of me to face me. I avoided contact with his eyes. He put his hands on my arms to pull them away.

“Go away!” I yelled.

Once again, the students noticed us and began to gossip. Accusing stares creeping down my spine.

“I’m sure that she’ll have a good grade from her boyfriend.” one said.

“It’s fine, Rica. I’m so sorry.”

I looked at him and teared up.

John’s POV

Darn it! She’s crying again. I didn’t know having her could be so hard. I felt ashamed it may ruin my reputation and dignity of having a student as my girlfriend.

“Let’s go talk… in PRIVATE.” I said as I quickly pulled her up. We went to the gym lockers. No one will be here for about 5 minutes. She angrily pulled her hand away from me.

“I can’t do this anymore.” I told her.

“Do what?”

“I know that you-“

“What about us?” she interrupted.

“Excuse me?”

“John, I know that we have both feelings for each other. I know that you love me. I love you, we love each other.”

I held up my hand to her to gently push her away from me. She’s starting to go near me to push her lips to mine. Believe me, I’ve watched too many movies and this happens all the time.

“Woah! Slow down! Slow down, okay?”

“Could we just keep our relationship?” she’s rambling too much.

I know that I may sound selfish of choosing my pride over love but… I just can’t. Just look at her! She’s too young.

“Rica, how old are you?”

“I-I’m 18.”

“I’m four years older than you.”

“Are you saying that you’re ashamed that I’ll only ruin your image?”

“Precisely.” I raised an eyebrow to look mean. I don’t even know what I’m doing. I pretty much know that I’m hurting my first love’s feelings.

“John! Give me a chance! You’re choosing yourself instead of choosing me.”

A flock of jocks came in to change their clothes. They were stunned to see us.

“Look, Rica. I’m not choosing myself. I’m doing this for both of us- to keep us from shame. We can still be friends.”

Rica shook her head and slapped my face.

“Fuck you! Fuck off!” she yelled in front of me.

She stormed away and the people around me laughed.

“Nice try, pervert.” one said.

I glared at them and they ran away. I sighed and returned to the class.

(A/N: Was it boring? I’m starting to have a writer’s block! Oh, no! I can’t focus ‘cause I’m having cough and colds. Well, here’s my effort, guys!)