Privet Education (GxG) Teacher x Student

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Annabel at top

I was in my room as I enjoyed doing nothing for the last day of summer I had spent most of it with my friends going to parties, drinking, dancing and on occasion sleeping with one of the local hotties. I never slept with anyone I knew it was a one-time thing and we both knew it mainly because they were invited as a plus one and nothing thing else since they didn't go to school. I was laying on my bed as a had my music blasting in my ears with my eyes closed there was a sound that was not part of the song so I pulled out my earplugs. My dad was knocking on my door I opened it and he smiled at me I smiled back as he handed me a book with a pitcher of my mother on it I looked at him confused.

"What is this," I asked.

"It was a gift from your mother she asked me to give it to you when you turned 18 but given that is only a few months away and you are far too mature for your age I see no better time," My dad said.

"Okay but that still doesn't answer my question," I said.

"It's her sketchbook," My dad said.

"What but this is..." I said my dad cutting me off.

"For you to keep as she wants you to and there is also a message for you from her in the back," My dad said.

"Okay, thanks but I think I'll read that on my own," I said.

"Of course but before I go as school begins tomorrow do me a favour and tell that girl you like how you feel," My dad said.

"I did at one party but she turned me down we're still friends but not together," I said.

"Wanna talk about it," My dad said.

"Not with you," I said giving my dad a cheeky smile.

"Fair enough," My dad said as I go back to my bed and he closed the door.

My mother had always loved to draw and I guess I inherited that from her not only that my mother said that I was good enough to become a world-famous artist. I was only 13 when she died and it sent me into a deep depression it wasn't until I was 15 that I started smoking and still do to this day without my dad's knowledge of course. I opened the book and looked over my mother's sketches I felt my eyes water a little when I got to a sketch of me and her when I was about five it was beautiful. I got to the back and under a pitcher of me, the last one she ever drew, was a message "Dear Annabel my little firecracker although I may not be there anymore remember that you never let anyone tell you what to be and remember we stand up for what is right even if it means we stand alone because soon others will stand by us" Thanks mum I said as I cried.

I was called down for dinner a few hours later and I told my dad about it and he said I was more like a firework than a firecracker but he understood my mother's meaning. Nothing I ever did ever really seemed to bother my dad if I was bad he would give me a lecture but that was it I guess that is why he supported my interest in girls since I wasn't hurting anyone and nothing is wrong with love. I got all my stuff ready for the first day back the night before and had it all on my desk I put my phone on charge and lay down in my bed I took one last look at my mother's sketchbook before I closed my eyes. I opened my eyes the following day to my blaring alarm making me think I should get one less annoying or one that doesn't make me want to throw it out the window. I got up and took a shower and got into my clothes before heading down for some food my dad knowing what my morning routine was like already had my eggs and bacon ready for me.

"So ready for school," My dad said.

"No," I said with a smile.

"Look Annabel I know you don't want to hear this from your old man but do try and find someone I know things may not have worked out with Nina but..." My dad said me cutting him off.

"Dad it's fine plenty more girls at school some may not even know my name perfect time to teach it to them," I said and my dad smiled.

I finished my food and hugged my dad before I took my keys and headed for my car, my dad had got it for me on my 17th and I practically cried but now I had to pick up my friends. I drove to Nina's and she was already outside waiting as she always was I waved to get in and she got in and gave me a hug before she began to mess with my radio. "Pick something good this time," I said.

"Valley Of Wolves are good," Nina said.

"Not to me," I said.

"Fine how's this" Nina said as she put on some AJR.

"Not bad," I said.

"Oh got you this" Nina said handing me a pack of cigarettes.

"Thanks almost ran out," I said as I hid them in my bag.

"Oh did you hear the art teacher left," Nina said.

"Really," I said.

"Yeah but no one knows who the new one is yet," Nina said.

I got to the school and parked my car and then got out with my bag Nina was unplugging her phone that she charged in the car as I drove I hate it when she does this it just runs the battery on my car down.

"Next time you walk if you haven't charged your phone," I said as she got out.

"Fine" Nina said.

"You know anything about Nick and how he is doing," I asked as we entered the school.

"Well I heard he got out but nothing about whether or not he coming back I mean it was one hell of an accident," Nina said.

"One that I can say failed to kill me," I heard Nick say from behind us.

"Nick you made it," I said.

The two of us gave Nick a quick hug each before I gave him a good look over and I say that he had a few scars one on his hand and one below the eye and another on his forehead.

"You two should have more faith in me," He said.

"You shouldn't drink and drive," I said.

Nick had been my friend since my mum died he was always a little off and never liked the way things were so just did whatever he liked not only that he always did it with a smile on his face. He was the kind of guy that if I wasn't gay would be jumping in bed with most nights he did ask me out once but I was already looking for a girl that night a turned him down he understood thankfully.