Her Teacher

CHAPTER 5

LEXA

Friday night was a little intense but I liked it, didn't know how she would feel about my situation. Definitely not the way it went down. Clarke...what a beautiful name. Clarke, Claaarke. It was difficult to concentrate when all I could think of was kissing her, I should have kissed her. From what I can tell she is freaky.

I smell her before actually seeing her. We haven't talked since Friday night. Guess Monday bares fruits. My weekend was boring spent it in my room while avoiding my phone so I don't get tempted and accept Costia's invite out.

"Maybe you should use this." Sliding a text book my way. I pick it up, flip onto the table of contents.

"Science projects." I close and put it aside. "Now why would I need that?"

She takes a seat. Her eyes making a swipe of what she can see, my face. Licking her lips Clarke shakes her head and refocuses. "I would like you to join the science fair project."

Are we playing a game where we are supposed to pretend like nothing happened? Don't know how long I'll keep this up, I don't play games. "No."

"No?" she asks.

"Like I said." I snap.

Her head turns. She's unimpressed with me. "You better watch your tone." She runs a hand in her hair, tossing it to one side. So sexy, was she always this seductive. "Plus you haven't even heard why yet."

"Why should I give it my ear when in the end I will still say no? I'm not interested in science, so making it will not make this sweet."

"Lexa, this can be good for you."

This better not be my mother's idea. "No." looking around there are few others but they can't hear us if I whisper. "How can you even bring this up with a straight face after what happened?" she narrows her eyes at me. Not impressed I guess.

I just want to hold her.

"Because we are in a fucking school library. Unless you have other fucking ideas and want to fucking let the whole school know that a teacher fucking touched your dick." She said it. Like a pin dropped to the ground. We didn't speak of it nor does she know the story and she just blurted it out.

My face is red right now.

Its heated, embarrassed.

Not at my situation, no I learnt to accept that a long time ago. To be fair I don't know, she's the first woman to touch me there, I've always been guarded. My friends knew back home but someone I liked, not like I do. Just finding her attractive is enough stress as it is. Bottom-line is that I never felt comfortable to let anything go far, I hardly kiss people for the sake of it and only ate one pussy that I liked doing but I couldn't give her more so we ended things.

I don't know why I feel this way. The silence eats us away. Clarke runs a hand in her already messed hair, "fuck." Then with a heavy scoff she leaves.

Whatever miss.

Maybe I should cut it short today. Its only break. I take my things and heard for the lockers. As I'm packing some books in my bag. Luna stops by. "There she is." Her smile is bright. These girls are fun to be around but I just don't know if I can trust them, hanging around them frequently means increasing the chances of them finding out.

"Luna glad you're here," turning towards her. "I'm not feeling so good."

Her face falls. "Oh no, what's the problem?" she places her hand on my forehead checking my fever. "You do feel warm."

"Um, can you tell Miss Griffin, I'll just head home before I end up puking in class?"

"And we don't want that." She pats my shoulder. "I'll tell her, just get better not getting worse." We say our goodbyes and I rush out of there. That woman infuriates me, there is no way I can be calm around her. I don't trust myself to do so.