It's Friday and throughout the whole week, I have been ignoring Ms. Morelli. She has tried many times to get my attention by calling me after class or during lunch, but I would always leave. I feel bad for just shutting her out, but I can't have her getting hurt or anyone else. The bell rings and I jump out of my skin.
I forgot that I was in the middle of 5th hour. I gather all of my stuff and jam it into my bag. I go to my 6th hour and wait till the teacher comes in. but he doesn't. I sit for another 10 minutes before I decide it's time to leave. I grab my bag and leave the classroom, but when I make it to the door I'm told to go back to my seat by no other than the goddess herself.
I sigh and sit in my seat, putting my head down on the desk. Hopefully, she will leave me alone today. I don't want to deal with her rn. I sigh to myself feeling bad, I might let her talk to me. I mean it has been a week.
She passes around a worksheet for us to do. I do the worksheet, but I keep my head down. Ms. Morelli walks up to my desk and I feel her stare at me, but I don't look up at her. She taps my desk and I glance at her.
"After class" She states
"Fine, whatever" I agree continuing with my work.
I finish the worksheet as the bell rings, so I stay in my seat. She closes the door behind her and she walks up to me and kneels beside me.
"Look I know you don't like me right now, but hear me out. I want to apologize. It wasn't my place to pry and I'm sorry. I know I was in the wrong, and I overstepped, please forgive me I want to be someone you can trust"
I sit there in silence for a second thinking about whether or not I should forgive her.
"Okay, I forgive you, but it will take a while for me to trust you. She nods her head and takes my hand in hers.
"Thank you, Eve" A shiver went down my spine as her voice traveled through my ears. I stare into her eyes and they have the most unique green specks in them. Her hands were smooth and warm, and as she took them away I missed her warmth.
We both stand up "So why did you sub this class? don't we have subs to do that for you?"
"Yes, we have subs, but he called in too late to call one in, so they stuck with me" We chat for a while then I leave for her actual class, and on the way Principal Jackson is in the hallway.
"Good afternoon, how is your day going?" I shrug.
"It could be better" I wave and leave because I don't like the vibe he gives off. I make it to her classroom right in time for the bell to ring.
I sit in my seat and watch as Ms. Morelli teaches and walks around. Even when I was upset with her I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She has us read a part of the textbook and write on lined paper about what happened and what we learned.
While I am writing she walks up beside me and peers over my shoulder to look at my paper. I glance up and smile, I can smell her perfume. Her smell is so calming. She puts her hand on my shoulder as she walks around the rest of the students desks. As she leaves I feel her absence more and more.
I turn in my paper and sit back downbouncing my leg up and down. I have to get home arly today because my dad will fry my ass if nothing is cleaed his way. The bell rings and I rush out of the classroom not waiting for Ms. Morelli to call for me.
I make it to the driveway when I notice my dad is home. Shit, I'm going to be in trouble I'm a minute late. I thought to myself. I hope he is sleeping so I can sneak to my room. I slowly open the door hearing a small quiet creak scrunching my face in hopes he didn't hear.
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Saved By You
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