Chapter 2
Luckily my prayers were heard and the lesson went by quite fast. Only problem now is the staying after class. I could make a run for it and say my mom needs me at home, or how my cat, which I don't own, died, but the probability of these two working is quite low. My anxiety is building the more time passes and when the bell rings I feel like I might have a panic attack at any moment. I watch as everyone runs out of the classroom to get away from here. Why did I have to be one stuck here...fuck. I look at where the teacher is by the door saying goodbye to the other students and sigh, he's wearing those tight pants that leave absolutely nothing to the imagination. When the last person leaves, he locks the door behind him, I don't like where this is going to go.
He starts walking over to the desk in front of mine and sits down in the chair before me. I try to look down in hopes of ignoring him, but he pulls his chair closer and starts talking „Emily first of all, don't worry you're not in any kind of trouble. Quite the opposite actually." I look up at him confused, If I'm not in trouble then why am I here? „I've started growing concern about your health Emily. You're sleeping in breaks, in classes, basically whenever and wherever you can. Not to mention you look like a zombie. You stopped being the bubbly girl you were, and now look like you're barely hanging on. Is something going on here or at home?" I do my best to look unbothered but I'm pretty sure it's not working. „Yes I'm fine professor, nothing going on just losing some sleep" ...over you, „School is becoming stressful and it's harder to balance it all, I'm sorry if I worried you professor" He looks at me with worry in his eyes and puts his hands over mine on the desk. „I was worried because you're my favorite student after all. If you need anything don't hesitate to tell me. Now, what's been keeping you up at night hm?" you, I want to say to him, but I know better. „Just some usual teenage problems" He doesn't seem too convinced but lets it slide. „Okay then, if you don't want to elaborate, that will be all you're free to leave." He stands up and goes back to his desk up front and starts packing up. I take my bag from the floor and walk towards the door, but his voice stops me before I can walk out. „Oh, and Emily, go to sleep early tonight, I don't want to catch you sleeping tomorrow. Have a nice day." I don't respond to him and walk out the door. I can't wait to get home.
I get home about an hour later and the first thing I do is lay head down on my bed. Fuck, fuck, fuck , fuck, FUCK. I cant stop thinking about that dream I had before class, no matter how hard I try. I get my clothes to change into before I start studying. My parents aren't at home for now, they'll be back for dinner so I get some time to myself before then. I go to my desk and start studying.
Sometime around the time I was studying for chemistry I fell asleep on my desk only to be woken up by my mom who came to tell me dinner was ready. Surprise, surprise it was 8 pm, fuck. The whole time at dinner I could only think about Mr. Williams telling me he'd help me with anything and couldn't help my mind from wondering to certain places it shouldn't go to. After dinner I went back to my room which brings us to now. I'm undecided about continuing to study or doing what Mr. Williams told me to do and go to sleep. On any normal day I would've listen to what he told me to do, heck I wanted to sleep so badly. Unfortunately an exam awaited for me tomorrow and sleeping is going to have to wait.
I ended up going to sleep at 1 am and woke up 5 hours later at six to get ready, and now I'm in school tired as hell, opposite of what Mr. Williams wanted. Hopefully he won't notice as long as I don't sleep in or before his class.
The other classes went by strangely fast and the exam went great. I'm hiding in the bathrooms before math class. I'm fairly sure he'll notice how exhausted I look and guess that I didn't listen to him yesterday, but I had my reasons so he'll definitely understand... hopefully. Even if he didn't, it's not like he can do anything to me because of it. I didn't break any school rules so the worst that can happen is the same as yesterday. Boy was I mistaken.
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Teen FictionEmily tried her best to ignore the words and actions of her math teacher Mr. Williams. But what happens when he knows how much she wants him but is too scared to act on it, so he takes matters into his own hands. But at what cost? His social life, h...
