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"Okay class, we're wrapping up! So what is an adjective?" I smile as I ask my beloved students.
A few of them raise their tiny hands, "Mary?" "Does it mean describing actions? Maybe...?" She answeres bashfully. "Oh, Uh... Harriette, Could you help her out?" I indirectly signal that she's wrong but I try not to hurt her feelings.
"Yes Mx. (name), adjectives are words that describe nouns or pronouns." He correctly answers. "Great Job Harriette! You'll get it next time Mary." I assure my student. "Okay..." She looks down with a flushed face.
"Ehhh- Mx. (name)!!! The piano teacher is staring at you again!!!" Soren yelled across the classroom.
I look at the door to see him leaning against the door frame, "Why hello there Mr. Forget-me-not" I greeted him. "Greetings to you too my lady/lord." He greeted back, walking toward my, gently grabbing a hold of my hand then kissing it softly.
"EW!" "DISGUSTING!" "YUCK" "IS THIS EVEN SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN DURING SCHOOL???" I hear pretty much my whole class gag, "Not here...in front of the kids" I pat his shoulder and visibly sweat while I'm telling him.
"Alright, but class is going to end anyway" He fixes his posture and says it right on time as the bell rings. My students yell in joy, said their goodbyes, and left out the door.
"Finally, they're gone" I hear him mutter once they all left, clinging on to me as if he hadn't seen me in years. "Haha...I've missed you too." I whispered to him, patting his head.
After enjoying our moment together, he asked, "Do you want to go out for dinner?" "Absolutely, how could I decline?" I immediately say after.
He chuckles, "Okay then, meet me at Rosy Sweethearts Restaurant at 8, alright?" He looks at me straight in the eyes. "Noted" I chirped as he turns to leave, "And don't be late, darling." then finally left.
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I walk towards the restaurant with my (Suit/Dress), just to see him waiting at the entrance looking more dashing than he already is.
"My, my, you really got yourself all dolled up for me huh?" He complimented(?) me. "You don't look so bad yourself Forget-me-not." I remain steady.
"Alrighty, let's get inside then (name), we don't want to freeze to death now do we?" He pats my back, the warm city lights making a huge lighting coloration on both of us. "I'm pretty sure I don't sir", so he leads me inside.
Once inside, we find a table with two seats. He pulls my chair so I can sit down, what a gentleman.
"So...how was your day?" He asks me once he sat down. "Oh it's been great, as usual." I answer. "Good thing, my love" He holds my hand from the side of the table and caresses it with his thumb.
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He looks at you like a lovestruck fool, which he is. He loves the way you treat children with love and care. He loves the way you look at him with such love and passion, it makes him weak to his knees. He loves the way your hair frames your face perfectly, so beautiful. He loves everything about you.
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I am disappointed with this chapter I hoped you enjoyed it though
