Glass Family

Chapter 2.

As weeks went by my feelings grew stronger for my teacher, I knew it was wrong but it felt so right at the same time. As I walked down the halls to my classroom that was only a few doors down from Mr Mendes room, I noticed my eyes peaked through the window of his class. It looked like he was working on some paperwork for one of his classes. I decided to knock on the door and he looked over and moved his hand in a come in gesture. I walked in and smiled. The taller male stood up and walked up to me. "Hello Sharen, is there anything I can help you with?" He asked as I tried my best to come up with an excuse. "Yeah I'm struggling with this math problem." I took out my math booklet and handed it to him. "Do you mind helping me?" I gulped in nervousness as the male nodded in a calmingly way. God I just wish he'd rip my clothes off right there.. Oh my god, my brain needs to stop thinking about these things when he's right in front of me. I'm praying he can't read minds. A couple minutes passed and I was sitting beside him at his desk reading over the math questions. My eyes wouldn't stop moving directly to his lips they were just so.. perfect. I noticed him looking at mine which made me even more nervous than before. My hand slowly moved to his cheek. "Chris.." I whisper as his eyes looked hungry.. but for what. Soon before I knew it, our lips collapsed onto each others. I was on his desk and his hand slid up the side of my leg. My arms wrapped around his neck as I pulled him in closer but all of a sudden the bell rang and I woke up. I was so lost and disoriented by everything. "What happened?" I asked the person beside me as they whispered. "You fell asleep." He chuckled as I rubbed my eyes and quietly groaned resting my head back down on the desk feeling very embarrassed with myself. I couldn't believe I just had a sexual dream about my teacher, what was so wrong with me. It was time to go into his class but I felt very embarrassed, would I even be able to look at him the same? As I got up and walked out of the class. I ran right into Johnny Sanders, he was the sweetest person I knew. He handed me a card and soon I was off to my locker. I leaned up against it and opened it. It was a thank you letter and a couple dollars for a milkshake. That boy was the sweetest I've ever met. He was a nerd and huge music fan. Loved Star Wars and would always be wearing a music or Star Wars shirt. Soon my friend Rosalie came up to me. "What's that?" She asked as I shook it off. "Doesn't matter." I smiled and then grabbed her wrist and ran to the bathroom. "Wanna skip next period?" I asked as she looked at me surprised. Usually I never ask to skip and it's usually Rosalie who tries to get me to skip and I never let her or I skip. "What's gotten into you Sharen, you never skip." She said confused as I nod. "I know but it's a new day, let's do something fun instead of going to class." I said almost out of breath as Rosalie nodded circling me. "Is it because you have the hots for Mr. Mendes?" I instantly shake my head. "I do not have the hots for Mr. Mendes." I laugh awkwardly soon looking into the mirror fixing my makeup. Rosalie caught onto me quickly. I always hated that how she could read my mind like a mind reader. Soon enough we were sitting in Mr. Mendes class and Rosalie and I talked pretty much the whole time. Soon class ended and everyone left and as I was about to leave, The male called for my name and I walked over. "Yes?" I smiled as he looked at me. "Your paper is beautifully written Sharen." He spoke softly and god dammit that voice was addicting. Was I daydreaming again or was this actually happening? I was so anxious around him, he definitely intimidated me. The male stood up and patted my shoulder. "Good job, keep up the good work because your stories really catch my eye." He winked and walked out of the classroom. Did he just wink at me? No Sharen you're just seeing things. I shook it off and walked out of the classroom and headed onto my
next one. It wasn't long until the school day was over. I walked out into the parking lot where all the kids hung out. Mr. Mendes walked out after me and waved me over. I walked up to him and smiled. "Yes?" I asked as he started to unlock his beautiful 1980 Porsche 911. "I'd love to read more of your work, maybe even work on them with you after classes are over, I usually stay late grading students papers but I think it would be a great opportunity for the both of us." He smiled and got in the car starting it and drove off. I felt weak in my knees, I was excited to work with Mr. Mendes, especially on my papers. I went home and told my parents the great news on how Mr. Mendes wanted to help me with my writing. I was extremely excited but also very nervous, I hardly knew the guy and every time I see his face, I always have to daydream something inappropriate about him. I want those thoughts to go away.. Do I? Or am I just saying that because I feel guilty. I couldn't tell you my head is spinning in so many directions at once.