I am the Teachers Pet.

Half empty

We made our way to the sofa. I gestured him to sit down with my hand. He seemed to take me up on my offer and carefully place himself on the cream sofa. As he did I felt more comfortable and less pressured knowing he wasn't standing so tall in front of me, towering over me like the sky scraper he is. His hands were wrapped around the cup as he took large golpes of his tea and engulfed it almost immediately. I sat there with my legs crossed taking small sips at a time because I was afraid if I drunk it too fast it would mean he would have to leave since it was the only thing keeping him here. That was until he broke the peaceful silence.

Theo's POV-

I have to ask, it's been playing on my mind a while now, it's like I need to know but I'm not sure why. It's none of my business really. Or is it? I guess she is my student, duty of care I suppose. But I know I shouldn't be here but for whatever reason I didn't want to leave. I was playing devils advocate but it doesn't feel wrong when I'm around her. It feel somewhat natural, comfortable familiar almost.

Clementine POV-

"Jenson?" He questioned with a rugged look on his face.

"What about him?" I asked back curious, I watched him set his cup down on the coaster opposite him as he sat back and sighed. It took him a moment but he finally went ahead and asked "Do you get a lot of people like him harassing you?"

I suddenly looked up at him over my half emptied tea cup. (At the end she will say "half full") we sat in silence for a second as I studied his face. He looked hurt almost but what would have to be hurt about? Surely he doesn't care about people looking at me that much?

"Sometimes" I said after quite a-bit of time thinking about it. I offered a short response since I didn't know what else to say. Do I tell him it happens all the time? No, sometimes is enough.

"I can't figure you out clementine" he said this in a tone I haven't heard before, I turned to face him locking eye contact as I asked him an important question "Is that a bad thing?" I had to know.

There was a brief silence. He then looked across to me with a massive grin on his face.

"Not at all" It was short and sweet, I liked the response he gave me.

I hadn't looked away from him yet, but I took a second to gather my thoughts and suddenly I was talking again.

"It's funny, ever since I was a kid, I always dreamed about living alone without anyone and coming home when I want and doing what I want but it's not really how I imagined it. It's different. I used to want to grow up just like my mum. But Now I would be genuinely pleased if I didn't. My dad on the other had, his life was wasted on my mother. The world wasn't ready for him yet." I spoke bluntly. I knew my mother would be devastated to hear me talk like that but it was far from a lie, it was all the truth.

Adam Nodded like he understood. That was all I needed.

"My mum" he began to say. "She was definitely a piece of work, she could be a handful, god rest her sole" he spoke gently. He picked up his cup and tapped his ring on the handle a couple of times before looking up at me, I exhaled through my noes to let out a laugh.

"And what would be the cause of your amusement miss Wills?" He asked politely.

The truth is, I didn't know. Maybe it was all of this talk. I've never had anyone other than my dad to confined in before, it was weird. And now that he is gone I haven't talked about myself in so long.

"Nothing" I said giggling. I blushed slightly as I fiddled with my necklace. I looked down at it, as did Theo. He locked eye contact with me.

"Have you put vodka in your drink or something?" He asked with a smile.

"No, I don't think so" I replied. He looked at me smiling and he laughed. I don't know what was happening but it's like we couldn't help it. His laugh definitely made everything 10times funnier. I looked intently at him as he moved his large hand away from his face as he put his smooth hair back in place.

"Will I be seeing you at school on Monday" he asked. I moved my mouth to one side as I bit my lip intently thinking about it.

"You will" I smirked as he smiled at me. He took my now finished tea and his to the kitchen as he ran the water in the sink.

"No need to do that..." I spoke before he interrupted me. I pushed myself off of the sofa to talk towards the kitchen.

"It's nothing" he said cutting me off "the least I can do after such a nice tea" I giggled.

"No, I mean i have a dishwasher" I slightly smiled as he looked embarrassed. It was cute.

"Well then" he spoke with a chuckle.

I walked over to him slowly as I took the cups out of his hand. I slid my fingers through the bottom canvas of the cup and back up to the holder as our fingers touched once again leaving me breathless. I knew he felt it too, electricity like that. How could he not? He seemed to stop. He looked directly down at me and grinned.

"I best be off" he said.

"Of course" I said understandably, but disappointed.

He walked to the front door picked up this coat and as he got to the door his hand was placed on the cold metal, he stopped. He wanted to say or do something, I knew he did, but he didn't , he just opened the door and with one swift movement he was gone. Like he was never even there, and just like that there was no trace of him left apart from the sweet smell of this aftershave.