Quit Apologizing

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I place my bag on my lap and look out the window refusing to make eye contact with him. I place my head against the window and close my eyes for a bit.

"Where do you live?" Mr Anderson asks. "Campbell street Block B, 5th house" I shift in my seat. "What's wrong?" he asks. "Hmm?" I shift again and he doesn't take his eyes off me for a full minute. Not that I was counting the seconds in my head or anything.

"Oh I'm sorry I'm wet I don't want to wet your car seat" I say and he sighs. "You don't have to hang on the edge of the seat like that It's just water it will dry right up" he says and I slide a little more into the seat so I'm not hanging on the edge anymore.

"Sorry" I apologize. "Quit apologizing" he barks. " Sorry" I say and he narrows his eyes. "Sorr-" before I finish I shut my mouth and look out the window to distract myself.

I see that he doesn't have any difficulties to get to Campbell Street so I ask "Are you familiar with Campbell Street?" . "Umm hmm" He hums as a response saying yes.

I figure he doesn't want to speak to his student and the only motive he has is to get me home safely so he can get on with his day. I place my head against the window and close my eyes.

"I live in Block C that's why I'm familiar with the area" he says and I turn my gaze over to him and I get distracted by that handsome face of his.

My gaze trails to his luscious pink lips and i wonder how it would taste. I immediately snap out of my trance when Mr Sanchez clears his throat.

I see that we have arrived at my place and i almost feel sad to go home. It will no longer be just Mr Sanchez and I alone in his car. I'll have to go home and be all alone because my mom is still at work.

I put one strap of my backpack on my shoulder and start to open the door when a strong hand pulls my wrist making me flinch.

"Urm Sir?"

"Is there someone at your house?" He asks and i shake my head.

"Use your words Miss Miller" his jaw clenches and i look at his hand which is still holding my wrist and he pulls away.

"No" i answer and he narrow his eyes. "No...Sir" i correct myself.

"Is it okay if i take you to my place?" He asks and something twists in my stomach.

"Wouldn't that be unprofessional?" I say and he shakes his head.

"I'm just supervising you because i'm your teacher and your parents aren't home. Who knows what might happen to you if you're home alone. Trust me this is professional" he says.

"Okay" i say and he lifts an eyebrow.

"Okay you can take me to your place" i say and he nods.

In less than 15 minutes we have arrived in front of a black gate. Mr Sanchez takes his hand out the window and presses a button on the wall next to the gate. In less than a few seconds the gate starts to open and he continues to drive until he is parked in his garage. I get out of the car when he does and I follow him inside of his house.

He opens the door and I almost trip when I feel something fluffy against my leg. I look down to see the cutest little cat rubbing her head against my leg. I didn't take Mr Sanchez for a cat person but oh well who am I to judge anyway? Of course me being the cat lover that I am I squat down and started rubbing the underside of the cat's chin.

"Oh hey there. What's your name?" I talked to the cat as if I'm talking to a baby. "Luna" I hear Mr Sanchez's voice and I turn to him staring at him. "Luna is her name" he confirms and I nod looking at the little fluffball who began scratching my jeans.

"Luna stop that. Go to your room" My Sanchez scolds Luna and I frown. "No no It's okay. It's just my jeans I have a ton at home it doesn't matter if this one gets ruined. She's just playing no need to scold her" I say and he nods.

"Would you like to drink something?" he asks and I nod. "Anything will be fine".

I spot Mr Sanchez's shoes at the corner near the door so I take off my shoes and place it beside his. I make my way to his grey couch and sit waiting for whatever drinks he was bringing me. I take out my phone to check the time and I put it back in my pocket. I sigh taking out my phone again to check the time because apparently I forgot to do so when I took it out.

13: 45 It reads.

In 30 minutes schools was going to be dismissed. I have a weird habit to check the time when I'm not at school and I will be like: "Oh its 12 00 pm? I would've been at lunch right now" or "Oh it's 9 15 am? I would've been in English class right one". I always begin to wonder what everyone is class is thinking right this moment. Are they constantly checking the time wanting to get out of the class? Are passing notes to each other? Are they sleeping in class? Are they talking crap about the teacher? Is someone having a fight right this moment?

Mr Sanchez approaches me with two black mugs in his hand. He places one on the small coffee table in front of me and starts to take a sip from the cup in his hand. I lean my body forward and grab the mug taking a sip. Tea. It has a very delicate flavour slightly sweet to the taste. Mr Sanchez sits on the single person couch opposite to me.

I look over to my professor and he's staring right at me. I break eye contact immediately taking another sip of my tea.

"When does your mom come home?" he asks. "Erm I don't know?" I say.

"You don't know when your mom is getting off of work?" he asks. I feel like he's really starting to regret bringing me here. "I could just go to Ian's home." I say and he frowns. "Ian?" he asks.

"Garcia" I say and he sighs. "He's still in school right now isn't he?" he asks lifting his hand to see the time on his watch and I nod. "When school is dismissed I could go over to his place" I offer.

"And why would you do that?" he growls. "Because I don't want to bother you?" I say most likely as a question.

"I offered to bring you here no?" he raises his eyebrows and I nod. "Then why would you be bothering me?" he asks.

"I can text my mom to ask her at what time she'll be coming home" I take out my phone and Mr Sanchez adjust himself on the couch slightly opening his leg. Is it hot in here or is it just him?

Hey peeps? How was it? Don't forget to vote and comment on what I should improve or any particular scenes that you would like me to add in the story. See ya <3!

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