Just a crush

Chapter 3

~Israel's POV

I watch her as she walks away. Once she's out of sight I exhale a breath of relief. How could I hit on a student? I really hope she doesn't make it a big deal. what if I get in trouble for this shit? it's my first day! I mean come on, that book thing, I could probably get in a shit ton of trouble for that alone. I just really thought she'd like the book...I was NOT flirting...okay maybe I was, gosh! I am such a creep, she's my student, she's probably younger than me, she's probably minor, of course, she's a minor, she's in high school!...but she's a senior.

"How was class, honey?" I could hear her voice.

I looked up and sighed, forcing it to sound nicer than it was originally meant for, I forced a smile, "hey you, it was fine" I say standing and going behind my desk. I glance over her, man did she look pretty. NO, damnit don't do this to yourself again.

she walked closer into my room and stood in front of me, "you look so handsome in your class,"

she stood only inches away from me, "listen... Julie-" I started, but she put her index finger over my lips, and my eyes opened up wide, I was shocked, the only time she had ever been really this almost forceful interaction with me was at the beginning of our relationship, and that was ions ago!

"Israel, I know what you're about to say, but you listen to me, I'm sorry for shocking you in your classroom earlier, but I've just been dying to see you, and when I heard we both got the job here, back at our school, I don't know, I thought maybe fate intervened," she shrugged her shoulders, taking her finger away from my lips, "I know our breakup was a bit hasty-"

"Our breakup?" I laughed, "Julie we broke up because you were being a little too clingy-"

"that was because I thought I was losing you-"

"And because you slept with one of my best friends-"

"I thought we were broken up," she put her hands up

"listen-" I shook my head, "I don't want to get into all of this, I just wanted to start over here, you know that's all I wanted and you agreed, we broke up, you need to move on..." I crossed my arms, "so please, let's be adults here, I mean for crying out loud you're being so unprofessional, this is where I work Julie!-"

"Okay, jeez...I won't bother you at work again," she smiled a little too deviously for me to think she was just going to leave it at that, "have a good day, Mr. Broussard," she said turning her back towards me and putting her butt a little too close to my crotch. I backed up, obviously feeling uncomfortable. still leaning down she turns her head, looking back at me. Through her blonde bangs, I could see that look in her eyes.

I coughed, pulling myself away from a bad situation, I grabbed my bags and walked out of my classroom, leaving her by herself. I practically ran out to the parking lot and got into my car, locking the doors. My chest rises and lowers at a fast pace. I looked down and saw that while yes I was aroused. I punched my steering wheel, "you fucking idiot, why didn't you just move to Russia," I shook my head. but in my head, I knew that even if I did do that, I'm sure she'd still find a way to find me.

The drive back home was crazily quick, especially with all the traffic I would usually have around this time. Quick enough that I graciously grabbed some, What a Burger and a pack of lone star beer. While balancing the bag and the beer in one hand, with the other I unlocked the front door and opened it to Nick, who was on the phone talking with his Candice again, poor guy can't ever catch a break.

"Listen I just think you need to calm down-" my face clenches at the sound of the words you should never tell anyone in a probably nonsense fight. Obviously what came next was some more yelling I could hear through the phone, and he was on the other side of the room. His eyes widened at the sudden burst of anger. He turns to look at me, he hovers his other hand up that held a beer bottle, and he mouths questioning if there was more. I turn, revealing the stance of beer and food I had. He puts his fist in the air, obviously happy with what I had. I shook my head, setting the food down on the side table so I could turn around and close and lock the door.

I put my satchel down, grabbed a beer, and loosened my shirt. After using our wall bottle opener to open my beer, I took a seat on the couch next to Nick, waiting patiently as he finished his phone call. Like usual, he promised her the world so she could take him back, they made plans for later in the evening and he hung up.

he slaps the phone down, and I hand him another, already opened beer, "please tell me your day was more better than mine?"

"There's no need for more, better would just work," I smiled taking a sip of my beer

"Okay, SMART ASS, please tell me your day was better than mine, JACKASS." he shakes his head standing and walking to the side table where I left the food, bringing the bag to the couch and putting the bag on the table and then proceeded to snack on the fries.

"it was good.." I raised my eyebrows

"What?" he raised his eyebrows as well, "spill."

"Okay," I sat back with my beer in my hand, "who is someone you absolutely do not like, and cheated on me before college graduation?"

"why are you bringing up..." his eyes widened, "you saw her today?"

"even worst, she works there now!" I exclaimed

"NO FUCKING WAY! WHAT?" he asked literally standing up, "she followed you to your work dude-"

"no, no we both got accepted, I'm sure they just wanted alumni-"

"Naw, she's a stalker, I told you from day one, I knew she was a stalker." He smirked taking another drink from his beer, "did she try to sleep with you already?" I raised my shoulders, "I fucking knew it, dude, don't go there!"

"I know man, I told her that we are co-workers and stricktly only that." I shook, "but the man did she look fine," I smiled, and he shook his head, putting his hands on his face, "do not have sex with her!" his voice muffled

"I won't!" I said raising my hands. He threw a fry at me, which I took and gladly ate.

Nick eventually left me to go hang out with Candice. I sat out on the terrace, at a small table drinking my beers, and reviewing my class load, I had four classes through the day, teaching AP classes to different class loads. It's become a lot to handle and on top of all of this, my mom was trying to get a hold of me about dad's birthday party that was nearing, we always met each other on his day...it's a tradition since his passing.

I was going through all the class names and she appeared. Hanna Brooks. I of course did not tell Nick about the hot student I have in my class, I am planning on not telling a single person about her. Also looking into her paperwork a bit, she put on her slip that I had them do in class as a little extra credit, I had them fill out the information about themselves, and I found that she turned eighteen the weekend before school started, so at least I know I'm not an actual perve.

My male instinct took over me. It was like something took a hold of me. Or something was making me take out my phone and look her name up on Instagram. sadly my strides did not take me far, because she was private. Of course all her social media. What I did however find out through a little bit of detective work was that her best friend is Jenna, I looked on her Instagram and found dozens of photos of her and Hanna together. She just had this look about her, she was normal, but through many of the photos, I can see she's caring and fun.

I stopped myself from snooping, even more, I put my phone face down and close my eyes.

she's a student, she's a student, she's a student...

my phone chimes and my eyes widen. I pick up my phone and see that I got a like on one of my photos on Instagram. I open the app and a small laugh escapes my lips. Hanna liked my photo. It was just a photo of me and my mom, in the caption I wrote, thanks for wishing me luck, love you, mom.

I went to look at the notification and it was gone. I learned that she actually unliked it afterward. I sat back and smiled. This meant she was stalking me. It's an instinct for a lot of people to instantly like a photo that you actually like. That means, she's thinking of me...What an interesting first day.