Samantha (G×G) [Teacher×Student]

Chapter IX

Sassy Cooper's POV

It's been few days since the incident. The incident that might have shook me a bit. No matter how much I try, I can't get it out of my mind. I did lose some respect from my fellow classmate. But that's not what was bothering me.

It's the teacher.

For some reason, she has been in my mind for a while. I know that dad made sure that she would never get another job in any other place.

But still I can't get her out of my mind. Pretty much everyone in this city knows Cooper family. So she has to know how powerful my family is. Yet she decided to humiliate me in front of so many people. Why? Just for a random student that she knows nothing about.

Yeah, I realize that what I was doing was a bit too much.

But pretty much everyone takes it as a fun. It's my dare after all.

For some reason, I am having this weird feeling inside me. Like I shouldn't have done it. This is weird. I should be angry. And I am not sure on who.

My brain has been a mess after that. I haven't missed school since day. I can't show any weakness. Anyway it was my victory after all. The bitch got fired. And Rebz hasn't come to school since that day.

THEN WHY AM I SO FRUSTRATED!

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At the library

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The library in the city is quite a site. A well designed circular building with a garden in the middle. People can take books from the library and sit under the trees in the garden. A glass ceiling on top makes the scorching sun somewhat comfy.

In the garden, under a Banyan tree,  a girl was sitting with a book in her hand.

Long black hair, covering most of her face, was indulged in the book she was reading.

It took me sometime but it was the girl from the school.

Since my respectable depart from school, I have been looking for a new job.

So far, no result. Cooper's are more influential than I thought. So I am back at the library. Hoping to get my old job back.

So finding her in the library is honestly a surprise. It's been a few days but I still feel bad about that day. This girl looked so fragile. As much as I would love to talk with her, I don't know if it will be a good idea. 

Seeing me might trigger some bad memories in her. I should probably just go and find my friend and land this job somehow.

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"In the tender pages of my heart, I find solace and inspiration. As a romantic writer, I am the curator of emotions, the weaver of love stories, and the architect of passionate worlds"

Sometimes I feel like, I am the only one without a heart. People find inspiration, emotion in everything. 

On the other hand, I am the source of all the bad things happening around me.

Every single day, I come to this library, my one safe place. The books and this tree are the closest friends of mine. Getting lost in a world of imagination is what keeps me from ending at all. Then why does it make me sad?

Why is she here?

I saw her looking at me from the corner of my eyes. I didn't ask for her help that day. I didn't cry, I didn't scream, I didn't move, I was being the nice little girl. Every things would have been okay in few minutes. I wouldn't have felt any pain after few minutes. Then why did she interfere?

Why did she come to my rescue? Why did she slap her?

She made it all worse. I couldn't go to school after that. Everyone's eyes would be on me from now on. Why couldn't she just let it be like every other teacher?

But...

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seeing her in here made me feel warm.

I wanted to talk to her.

But she ran away like everyone else.

She probably hates me, doesn't she. Of course, she does.

Why wouldn't she? She lost her job cause of me.

She probably wishes that she hadn't seen me that day.

Everybody hates me. Everybody.

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I should just end it.

It will solve all my problems.

No more pain, no more problems.

I will sleep without any worry.

It will be peaceful.

Just walk, walk out of that door and end it all.

Let's do it.

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Every now and then, someone feels so overwhelmed by emotion that they can't take it anymore. They look for an easy escape. A lot of time, an angel comes to the rescue but not always. Sadly there was no angel for this little one. So a budding flower is going to end prematurely again.

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Look where you are going bitch

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Or is it?