I walked through the student parking lot early Monday morning a lot happier than usual. It was a good weekend, passed my motorcycle classes so mom scheduled my driver’s test for after practice, sold my car for parts making a decent amount of money, and I got to hang out with Vernon, we haven’t after we made up. The only downside was that I fucking failed at life when it came to texting Sana. Every time I went to type out a message my thumb hovered over the ‘send’ button but I never pressed it. I didn’t want to seem too needy. Even though she told me how she felt I was still second guessing some things, not everything but things like this, a simple text.
Cutting through the teachers lot I saw Sana's car but didn’t see her in it. I brought my gaze to the campus and saw that the gate was unlocked. The ache to see her grew into a need and as fast as I could with my backpack and my duffel I quickly walked towards the school. Did I need an excuse to see her? No I shouldn’t right? Slipping into her hall my eyes spotted her open door and my heart leaped in my chest. As I got closer I heard a laugh that was not hers. Fuck, who is that?
“I think you’ll make a fine Vice Principle, the students have already seemed to take a liking to you.” Sana said and I died a little inside because it was that fucking blonde bitch she was talking to.
“Well I can definitely see why the student’s have taken a liking to you Sana.” she replied in the shittiest flirtatious voice I’ve ever heard.
Sana's chuckle filled the hallway and I felt my happy mood slowly slipping away. There’s no reason for me to expect her not flirt with anyone else. She’s not my girlfriend, we are not together...so why am I getting so riled up. I needed to get out of there, now. As I spun around forcefully my duffel bag caught momentum and slipped off my shoulder, jerking down on the back of my neck sending me to tile floor. I hit the floor with a loud smack and the chatter in the classroom ceased.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
There’s no way I’m letting them catch me on the ground like this. My hands and knees stung from the impact, somehow the embarrassment of being caught on all fours from spying on the woman I’m sort of kind of dating stung worse. Scrambling, I attempted to get back up but since I’ve had 3 consecutive good days apparently I’m due for the 12 inch cock the universe is about to fuck me with, as my shin caught my duffel once again tumbling me to the ground.
Shit that hurt.
The sound of multiple heels clicking on the tile got closer and I panicked. One final attempt.
Nope, my knees and wrists hurt way too fucking much. I hoped I didn’t mess myself up that bad to fuck me out of volleyball.
“Dahyun!” Sana said in a concerned way as I felt the wind pass me from her briskly walking over to me.
That’s right Ms. Vice Principle lady I’m the blonde she wants.
My hair was tossed in front of my face and I couldn’t see until she flipped it back over my head, her gaze met mine with worry flashing across her eyes.
“Are you okay?” she whispered.
I’m loosing myself in those warm honey brown orbs I haven’t seen since Friday and my brain can’t form a fucking sentence so I just nodded my head yes.
“Let me get this bag for you.” Sana replied then she hooked her fingers under the strap around my neck and pulled it off.
“Thanks.” I mumbled.
She smiled at me then stood up holding her hand out. I grabbed it and let it go as soon as I was up, dusted myself off then stood there awkwardly.
“Eager for school huh?”
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Direct And Linear Relationships
FanfictionKim Dahyun is a barely 17 year old senior. She just has to worry about getting through the year, but a new Physics teacher might make her last year in high school much more interesting.
