Music teacher

Dont get caught

As first days go, this was probably the best.

John just kissed Paul. This was huge.

Problem, they weren't allowed to date.

After the kiss, which almost seemed perfect, both boys retreated to their cabins. John sharing his cabin with Ringo and Paul sharing his with Ivan and two other boys he didn't know.

Soon the sun rose and everyone was up and moving. Paul now had to go to his guitar class where he would see John. He couldn't tell if he was nervous or excited. Okay, he was really nervous. He was afraid John would say he didn't mean what he said or did last night.

Paul manned up and sat down in the third row of his guitar class, waiting for John to show up.

"Hello, class" John said as he walked in the room, making eye contact with Paul and sitting down.

John cleared his throat and looked away, "I have busy work for you today. Later today we are playing guitar so for first lesson we are seeing what chords you know" John said as he started passing out papers.

On the papers it showed dots on certain areas of guitar strings then had a list of chords down the side of the paper. Everyone was handed a pencil and started.

"He's starin' you know" the boy next to Paul whispered after a couple minutes of silence.

"What?" Paul raised an eyebrow.

"Lennon's starin' at you. Seems kinda creepy if you ask me" the boy shifted his eyes to John who was gazing over at Paul.

"Probably cause of what happened yesterday, how I got in trouble with him and all. Thinks I'm some sort of troublemaker I bet" Paul lied.

"What'd he talk to you about after class anyway?"

"Guitar and stuff" Paul shrugged.

"I'm max by the way" max outstretched his arm.

"Paul" Paul shook his hand and smiled back.

"Got anything you wanna share with the class McCartney?" John spoke up, making Paul flinch.

"No" Paul blushed.

"Well surly your conversation was more important than the class" John smiled.

"Not really" Paul shook his head.

"No it's fine. Go ahead" John leaned back.

"I was just commenting to Paul how I think it's creepy you're starin' at him" Max spoke up.

"Oh? I'm staring? Pardon me. It's just the fact that Paul here has already gotten in trouble with me makes me want to keep an eye on him" John smirked.

"Well Paul said that but I think our teacher here has a crush" max smirked back.

"A crush on whom?" John asked in a posh tone.

"On your little student McCartney here" max gave John a challenging look.

"Oh! Hahaha! Yes, I have a crush on a child. He's like a baby compared to me. And... Oh! He's kind of a boy" John squinted his eyes at max.

Paul looked down with his stomach twisting. John really didn't like him, like he feared.

"Fine" max gave up and settled in his seat.

Paul looked down for the rest of the class, not wanting to look at anyone.

The bell rang for lunch and Paul left as fast as he could. In the dining area he found Ivan and asked if he could sit with him.