It started in summer. You were back in your hometown Nebraska which you moved from it 3 years ago. It was your senior year and you were back. You were exited to see your old friends that you still kept in contact with. Keep in mind it was still summer and you still were unpacking. You grew tired and decided to explore and find someone place to eat. You hopped on your car and in 10 minutes you found a cute cafe down the street. You sat down in a stool and realized their was only about a few people here. You ordered and took out your book and began reading that's until a attractive young blonde man came up to you.
You have an amazing taste of books. He smiled.
Thank you, I'm guessing by your judgement you read these series as well. You raised an eyebrow.
Actually yes I do John green is my favorite author. He gave you a cute smile.
You both seemed to clique so well. You talked so much about books it felt as if you had met someone who finally got you.
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Months later
School begins.
You didn't talk to jack in weeks. You missed him. But he said he had to go back to work and he would probably comes back weeks leading down when school starts. But what you didn't know is that he was a teacher.
You sat down in the middle of the class and put your stuff down. You took out your assigned history book and a notebook and a pen. You sat there waiting for your supposedly new teacher you were gonna have. You didn't see him walk in until he was facing towards the bored and he said
Class my name is jack but you can call me Mr.johnson. he wrote on the board
You finally looked up and you nearly had a panic attack. He made eye contact with you and his eyes went wide. The whole class was staring. He catches on and plays it off as he's quite nervous to teach kids almost as young as he is.
The whole class you were trying to wrap your head around this. You had a lot of questions. The bell snapped you out of your thoughts as you gathered your stuff. Slowly. Everyone had already and you sat again. He closed the door and for a while it was silent.
why didn't you tell me you were a teacher ?. You said quietly.
Why didn't you tell me you were still in school ?. He changed the subject.
Don't change the subject jack ! You nearly yelled.
I told you I was 18, didn't you catch on ? I thought you'd figure it out. Seeing your not much older than me. You say quietly as you have your head down.
I'm sorry I should've told you. I just didn't know how too. I'd thought you'd run off thinking I was using you because I'm older. He walks to you.
I missed you. You say as tears run down your face.
I was gonna call today. I just got here last night. I was so happy to see you. And then I saw you here this morning. My heart dropped. He gave you a sad smile.
We caused a scene. You giggled.
I know everyone's faces were so confused. He chuckled.
If only they knew. You smiled
If only they knew. He kissed your lips.
