My Teacher

Chapter 5

A/N: Picture of Marcus and Jayden. Jayden isn't in the cast.

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Bailey's POV/ thoughts

I can't believe Amarah. She's crazy! It's like, I can't even!!

I mean I guess you could be attracted to your teacher a little bit, BUT TO LIKE THEM!! That's just weird.

"You like Mr. Samuels?! What the hell!! Next thing I know you're gonna like girls!" I said.

"Well...... I was attracted to you once."

Damn. But at the same time I started feeling myself a little bit.

"WHAT?!"

"That doesn't mean I liked you!" She defended. "And I said 'was'."

"Well this isn't about me and you, it's about you and the teacher. How did you start liking him?"

"I don't know." She sighed. "Well I've been thinking about him and the dream and when I woke up yesterday, I guess I had feelings for him. And your supposed to be supportive!"

"I'm trying! It's hard to be supportive when your best friends likes her teacher! He's like 40!" I snapped.

"He's in his late twenties probably!"

I sighed. Amarah is impossible. But maybe it'll be a small crush like it was in sixth grade when she had a small crush on our math teacher.

But, actually this is different! A teacher wouldn't go for a twelve year old sixth grader. But a teacher would go for a seventeen year older. Amarah is really pretty with bigger boobs and a bigger butt than what she had six years ago. I just hope nothing happens.

Amarah's POV/ thoughts

I shouldn't have told Bailey this. She isn't being supportive! I thought she was my best friend.

I got up walked towards the door.

"Wait," Bailey said.

I turned around

"I'm sorry. It's just that, I care and I don't want anything bad to happen," she apologized. I sighed. "I'm fine. I gotta go." I opened the door and left and then let myself out.

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When I got home I went upstairs and turned on the shower water. I walked back to my room and got undressed. Then I went into the bathroom and got into the shower.

As I was in the shower I started to think about how I like Mr. Samuels. It's just weird but I actually like him.

Deion's POV/ thoughts

Right now I'm just talking to Bailey on FaceTime.

I laughed because she made a funny face. Then she looked down and became sad.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I was just thinking about Amarah," she responded.

"What happened?"

She sighed. "Well she told me something and I wasn't being supportive and she started yelling at me and I told her I was just worried about her and I was looking out for her and that I didn't want anything bad to happened. And she said she was fine and then left."

"Wait, what did she tell you?" I asked.

"Well....." She sighed. "She said she liked her teacher."

OH HELL NO!!!!

"Okay, I'll talk to her. I gotta go, bye ,baby muah!" I hung up.

Amarah's POV/ thoughts

I quickly washed up and got out the shower. I went into my room and put on my pajamas. I sat on my bed and grabbed my phone.

Deion came into the room. "So Bailey told me that you like your teacher and she tried to help you out and you said that you were fine? You like your freaking teacher what type of crap is that?!"

"That's none of your business!" I rolled my eyes.

"Well whatever. But why did you push Bailey away. When someone tries to help, don't be so dumb and say that you're fine! When someone tries to help, it means they care. They spend their time worrying about and caring for you, don't push them away saying you don't need anybody to look out for you because you do!"

"You're just saying tht at because she's your little girlfriend," I said.

"Im saying it because it's the truth!"

"Get out!"

He rolled his eyes and turned around and walked out. "I swear to God, man." he slammed the door.

Why the hell would Bailey tell him that. Now I can't trust her. I'm bout to text her. I grabbed my phone and texted her.

Me: Why the f*ck did you tell Deion about me liking Mr. Samuels?! Thar sh*t was supposed to be a secret! It was nine of his business and I can't believe you. Now idk if I can even trust you! You're lucky I love you so much so I'm not gonna stop being friends with you, I know that sounded like a compliment but trust I didn't mean it in a nice way. I can't believe you though, I though I could trust you!

Then I slammed down my phone and turned on the TV and watched some until I fell asleep.

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The next day on the bus, Deion and I were eyeing each other. I'm still mad at him, and Bailey.

Bailey came on the bus and stood up next to me.

"You can sit with Deion, if you want," I said not looking up from my phone.

"No, I'm good. Scooch over," she said.

I sighed and moved over. Then I looked out the window.

"Soooo...." she said. I didn't reply, I still looked out the window.

"Why are you being such a bitch?!" Bailey said, loud enough for the bus to here. Everyone looked at us.

"Because you told Deion my secret with your big mouth!! It was none of his damn business!" I shouted.

"I'm sorry, it was one mistake! Now get over it! He's your brother anyways he should be allowed to know your secrets, you act like he's a total stranger that has nothing to do with you! Calm the f*ck down!!" Bailey moved up two seats where Deion was.

I don't care! I can talk to my OTHER best friend. I got out my phone. I wanted to FaceTime Omar so I did.

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All throughout school I couldn't stop thinking about him! Especially when I was in his class!! Oh God. Also Bailey and I made up at lunch. But anyways now it's the end of the day. And I'm at my locker.

"Ready to go, Amarah?" Bailey asked me from her locker.

"Yeah." We both shut our lockers and started walking. Then I thought about him again. "Wait."

"What?" Bailey asked.

"I'll be right back."

Bailey's POV/ thoughts.

Amarah is annoying!

I sucked my teeth. "Oh my God."

"Just go to the bus without me, bye." She ran off.

I walked out the doors and got on the bus.

"Where's Amarah?" Deion asked.

I rolled my eyes. "I don't know but she's acting f*cking weird. I'm sitting with you." I walked over to him and sat with him and gave him a kiss.

Amarah's POV/ thoughts

"Just go to the bus without me, bye." I ran away. I ran and ran until I reached Mr. Samuels classroom. He was on his phone.

He looked up and stood up and came from behind his desk. "Amarah, what are you doing here?"

I waved and walked closer.

"Shouldn't you be getting to your bus?" He asked.

I kissed him.