The Woman at the Bar ➳ Dinah Jane

five

YOUR POV

I pulled out a piece of paper and a pen and waited as Ms. Hansen stacked a few papers together on her desk before walking over to me.

"Now, you know the prompt." Ms. Hansen spoke before getting close enough to me to pull a desk close to mine. "So, can you give me an idea of what you want to write so we can put it in words?"

I shook my head, "Um, I'm not sure. I tried thinking about it in physics but nothing really came to me."

She sighed, "What do you do in your spare time?"

"I usually just sleep or hang out with Lauren. I'm not as exciting as I used to be." I smiled.

"Used to be?"

"Yeah, when I was with my ex I would be out all the time and we'd always do stupid shit. I got into too much trouble then." I admitted tapping my pen on the paper.

She got up to go to her desk to grab some papers then came back to the desk she was previously in, "You? A trouble maker? No. I would've never expected you to be a person who'd be in trouble all the time." Her sarcasm was blatant. It was quiet for a moment as I started to scribble down as few words to start planning my essay. "Why are you still with him?"

"What?"

She sighed out, "If he's bad news then why are you still with him?"

I pushed my hair to the side of my head and gripped the pen tightly, "It's complicated with us. We aren't really together anymore. He kind of uses me and I've learned to not mind it. He's one of the only guys who actually bats an eye to me. The only one who's ever found me somewhat attractive and tried to start something with me. I don't wanna lose someone who actually could possibly be there for me one day."

"Be there for you? If he uses you, he's not there. Plus, he's really rude to you. Don't you think you deserve respect?" She replied glaring at me.

"You wouldn't understand. Like I said before, it's complicated with us."

"Complicated my ass." She scoffed before getting up to go to the back of the room and open the storage closet.

I couldn't help but let my eyes trail down her body as she walked away from me. I couldn't get that night out of my head yesterday. She brought up all those lustful emotions while I was trying to sleep.

She glanced back at me and smiled but quickly changed her facial expression, "Stop, now! I'm your teacher, y/n."

I sighed and looked down at my paper to quickly whisper to myself, "I wish you weren't."

"What did you say?" She yelled from the back as she started strolling back towards me with a book in her hand.

I shook my head, "Nothing. I'm just being dumb."

"Whatever, weirdo." She laughed before setting the book down in front of me. "Now, this book was good practice for my cousin who has dyslexia. If you really want to learn to write and read better, I want you to do at least one page in this a day. Then, we'll come back here and I'll check on your progress."

"Thanks." I replied not really wanting to do the work but if it could get one teacher on my good side, I'll do it.

She nodded before turning away from me to get back into the desk that she pulled up to me and I couldn't stop my eyes from checking her out once again. I can't help it. That body is alluring. I want to feel it again. I want to feel her again.

She turned to me and saw my glare but I couldn't break out of my trance as quickly as before. I was basically drooling.

"You're gonna have to stop that." She smiled happily which was a different emotion from what she's been doing. This time it was sweet and partially sensual.