(TEACHER X STUDENT SPICY ⚠️): With one tequila down, then two, and finally three! Sophie's night kicks off with excitement as she parties with her best friends. However, things take an unexpected turn when she's rescued and brought to a stranger's...
Suddenly, the bell rings, cutting our laughter short as classes transition and lunch comes to an end. I feel a nervous sensation in my stomach...It's my free period, and I have to meet Nicholas in the library.
I stood up slowly from the lunch table, watching Nathaniel and Elliot giggle their way out of the lunchroom, leaning on each other, exchanging silly jokes. I, myself was hesitated to leave through those metal green doors.
Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to move forward. Entering the hallway, I found it filled with students all around getting to class.
Students were gathered in groups, chatting, while others stood at their lockers. Some appeared to be attempting to skip class, it was too obvious from their faces.
What if I don't meet him? Will I end up plastered all over the media? Posters in the school halls saying 'School Whore', teachers having to rip them off, students harassing me. Or something more worst?
I fit myself into the crowd, moving along with it until passing the library. Along the way, there was a water fountain, and guess who was there? Andrew, sipping water. He saw me and waved, but I ignored him. His breakup with Maya was absolutely horrible, and I still have an uneasy feeling about him. I feel so uncomfortable around him.
He went back to sipping water, but I felt his stares from behind.
ICK!
I entered the library, where an old lady sat at the front desk and greeted me nicely. I returned the greeting.
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There were students nearby, some sitting and studying, while others were chatting. The library was quiet and peaceful, like usual.
The smell of books always makes me want to read and check out some new ones. I wander over to a book aisle in the back, scanning the titles of books that catch my attention.
Fairy tales have always fascinated me, offering an escape from reality into something magical and unique. For instance, fictional characters.
Some books catch my eye, so I open them to read the short summaries and examine the overall appearance to decide if I should read them.
I tuck the books between my armpits to hold them as I reach for one high above the shelf. Standing on my tiptoes, stretching my arm wide, the tips of my fingers try to push the book out so I can catch it. But suddenly, an arm appears behind me, one with tattoos, reaching for the book.
I turn around and find Nicholas behind me in this narrow book aisle. Instead of giving me the book, he leans on the bookshelf behind him and opens it. "I've read this one before. It wasn't that good," he says, squinting his eyes and flipping through the pages.
"So what? Perhaps I'll enjoy it," I respond, ready to snatch the book, but he moves it quickly away, holding it behind his back.
He looks down at the books I'm holding. "Book reader?" he asks.
