Why You Shouldn't Curse Your Student - Marilyn Thornhill

Chapter 4

Your POV

I wake up, my stomach isn't hurt like last night anymore. I wonder what I did last night, I can't remember anything.

'Stay with me tonight, May!'

'Ooh my god, I fucking remember now!'

I sit up and bury my face into my hands as the memory hit me. Stupid wolfbane gave me a terrible stomachache. If it was not there, I might... let's not think about that.

"You good, May?" a hand placed on my shoulder, it's Larissa.

"No! I found my mate! And it's so embarrassing" I pout.

"Really? Who?"

"It's Marilyn. I almost mark her. I'm going to bury myself somewhere!" I fall back on the bed.

"Wow, only 2 days and now she is your mate. Life going well on her!" Larissa smirks.

"You the worst aunty ever!"

"You have fencing today, don't let that stomachache defeat you, kid. Also, why are you always so dramatic when you accidentally consume wolfbane, it just gives you a stomachache?" she asks.

"And it hurt so bad!"

She rolls her eyes and leaves.

I quickly get up and get back to my dorm to get ready for classes. Yoko is nowhere to be found so I will just be comfortable and change my clothes in the dorm room. I'm so lazy to go to the bathroom for this.

"May? Are you h... Oh!" I heard the door open.

I turn around to see who is it and it's Marilyn standing at the door, her flushed face looking at me. Did I mention I'm only in my skirt and sports bra at the moment?

I stare at her, too shocked to move a muscle. When my mind finally gets back to my body, she has already closed the door and stood in front of me.

"Hi... miss Thornhill!" i stutter.

"I told you to call me Marilyn when we are alone, dear!" her hand touches my abdomen "You got such... a charming body here!"

"Uh... i... uh... th..."

She moves closer, tip-toe, her arm swinging around my neck, I smell her perfume, I feel her warm.

'Why is this so familiar?'

"I'm so sorry about yesterday dear! It was my mistake to mess up your tea. I want to give you my apologies" she purrs in my ear.

"T... that is not n... necessary"

"Of course it is. Do you want it now?" her hands drop, she looks at me seductively.

I just stare at her in disbelief, I can't move or think about anything. Before I can have the courage to answer, I hear footsteps, Yoko's footsteps.

"Yoko is back" I step back and put my shirt on.

"I'll see you tonight at the library then, Marilyn" I wink.

She smirks and kisses me on my left cheek.

'Shit!'

Marilyn walks out and Yoko comes in right after. I fix my clothes, tuck my shirt into my pants neatly.

"Wow, only 8 in the morning girl!" Yoko teases.

"What?" I look at her confuse.

"Look at your cheek, kinda red I must say!"

I look in the mirror and see Marilyn's lipstick mark on my face.

'Thank god I didn't go to class with this thing' I wipe it with makeup remover.