"Why do you look so chipper?" Emily asked me as we sat on the bus. "No reason." I reply, and face the window. "Liar." Emily said and spun me back to face her by my shoulders. "Nuh uh." I say, and she raises an eyebrow and smirks. "Then why are you beat red? What happened?" I shrug. "Nothing." Emily rolls her eyes. "C'mon Elle. Tell meeeee." She probed. But I held strong, not wanting to let her know that on literally the first day of school I'd already had a crush on the teacher. "There's nothing to tell." I say bluntly, and feel the redness on my face drift away as my focus became less on the blonde, and more on the girl sitting next to me on the bus. "Asshole." She says, and I smirk, turning back to the window.
***
It was the next morning, and I was especially excited for 12:30, when my meeting with Miss Hardman was. "You seem happy this morning." My mother points out and I shrug with a smile still plastered on my face. I had a feeling in my stomach that I couldn't tell if was butterflies or nervousness. "Just have a feeling it's gonna be a good day." I say, and she smiles. "I like your positivity. Don't see it too often." I raise an eyebrow. "What's that supposed to mean?" She shrugs and puts her arms up defensively. "Nothing, just you don't seem very happy anymore and it's nice to see a smile on your face." I give her a half smile and take a bite of my muffin before walking out of the house to catch the bus. This, was gonna be a good day.
***
"Hey Elle!" Emily shouts, and I wait for her to catch up. "Why're you in a good mood today?" I roll my eyes. "Am I not allowed to be? The amount of people that have asked me that today is making me in a bad one, so please stop?" Emily puts her hands up just as my mother had about an hour earlier. "My bad my bad, but can you at least tell me why you're smiling like an idiot?" I shrug. "I'm not." I say, and turn my face away. "You're a terrible liar. You've been smiling ever since English yesterday. Something definitely happened and I'm going to get to the bottom of it." I laugh and shake my head. "Whatever you say Em. Now come on, let's go show this day who's boss."
***
12:30 felt like an eternity to arrive, but eventually there was only 30 minutes left until I'd have a meeting with Miss Hardman. I was bouncing my leg up and down, though I couldn't tell if it was from adrenaline or from the fact that I was going to do something fucked up I'd regret later.
*30 minutes later*
I was walking to Miss Hardman's classroom while everyone else was on break time, and I sat down at her desk across from her, immediately being incapsulated by her bright blue eyes that were just like the sky. "Hello Elle." She says, and I stutter before making out a sentence. "I- Um- Hi Miss Hardman." I say, and she smiles at me. "So what can I help you with?" I shrug. "I don't know, really almost all of it. I was pretty zoned out yesterday." Miss Hardman laughs. "I noticed. Where do you want to start?" Shit. She saw me zoned out staring at her. "Um, I dunno. Wherever you want think I should." Miss Hardman smirks and winks at me causing my cheeks to flush a bright shade of red. "You should never give me that privilege." She says, and I raise an eyebrow. "And why is that?" I ask, and she slides me a stack of papers across the table. "Because, I always start with the hard stuff and work my way into easier work." She says, and I sigh. "Should've known, but okay." I say, and she smiles.
"Tell me something about you because this is obviously going to have to be a multiple day catchup because of how behind you are on already the first day. I want to get to know you." She says, and I feel my heart light up. "Okay...what do you want to know?" She shrugs. "Whatever you want to." I shrug and grab a pencil out of my backpack. "Okay then. I live with my mom, my dad left when I was little, my best friend is Emily, and I'm different." She furrows her eyebrows. "I'm sorry to hear about your father, but what do you mean about you're supposedly different?" I shrug. "I don't really know. I just am. I don't fit in." Miss Hardman gives me a sympathetic look and places her hand on mine, sending my heart soaring. "You do fit in. You always have. Just look for where." I fit in here. In your class. I wanted to say. But I knew I couldn't. "Thank you. But truly, there's only one place where I really feel like I do, and it sounds like the most dumb thing in the world to some people." She shrugs and folds her arms. "I'm not most people." She says, and I sigh. "Ehh" She leans back in her chair as I attempt the first question on the paper. "Try me. Let me be the judge of that." I look down at my hands which were now in my lap, fidgeting with one another. "I feel like I fit in here, with you, in this room, this class. I don't know why and I know it sounds stupid I do it's just like I don't even know how to describe it." I realised how much I'd said, and quickly stopped myself before I could continue farther and potentially embarrass myself even more. She didn't react the way I expected her to though, she just smiled and placed her hand on my arm. "I'm glad you feel that way. I'm so happy that you already find my room as a safe space for you." I drop my jaw a bit, and all I could manage to spit out was "Yeah."
***
I'd been sitting in Miss Hardman's room for about an hour now, which meant break was almost over. I'd been trying my hardest to maintain composure and not let my redness flow, but the hotness sensation in my face was saying otherwise.
"Alright, so we'll pick this up Thursday? I have a meeting tomorrow so I won't be able to meet right now, but we can touch base out of class again same time Thursday; sound good?" I smile and nod. "Sounds good." I say, and grab my bag and shove my work in a folder and stand up. "See you in class Elle." She says, and I smile. "See ya." I say, and walk out of the classroom.
I run to the bathroom and look in the mirror to see my face be a bright shade of red and sigh. "Shit." I say to myself, and see Emily pop out of a stall. "Woah there, eat too many tomatoes?" I roll my eyes. "Haha very funny. Shut up." I say, and she laughs. "No but seriously dude why do you look like your face just got sunburnt?" I shrug. "No reason." I say, and Emily's eyes widen. "You just had your meeting with Miss Hardman! You like Miss Hardman!" She shouts, and I slap her arm. "Shut up Em! She could be anywhere! But no, I don't like Miss Hardman like that." Emily raises an eyebrow and folds her arms. "Oh sure you don't." I throw my arms up into the air. "I don't!" Emily rolls her eyes and walks out of the bathroom. "Whatever." She says, and I sigh before quickly pouring some water over my face and heading out of the bathroom to science.
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Hopelessly in love (GirlxGirl) (TeacherxStudent)
RomanceA little fanfic for that teacher you're madly in love with but you can't have them in this reality, so you come to wattpad instead:) (One of my friends wanted me to write this and paid me $20 to- so um yeah obvi I did it :)
