It Started With A Kiss [Teacher/Student Relationship]

It Started With A Kiss - Chapter 5

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"Excuse me?"

"I said why are you acting like a total dick? Are you deaf, Mr. Fuller?"

Silence came across the room. It felt like time had stopped. I could hear my heart beat so fast that it would explode in any minute. I could see my classmates gasped in shock from the corner of my eyes, their jaws dropped.

I mean who knew that Daphne Moore, the shy, Ms. Straight-A student, who never gets in trouble, could actually talk back? To a teacher?

I blinked twice, hoping this was only just a dream. But failed instantly. I immediately regret what I said, but it was too late to take it back. I gulped and clenched both of my fist, sweat coming down to my face.

"Detention after school, Ms. Moore." Mr. Fuller demanded.

I chuckled loudly. "Oh I would love, too. But I can't, cause you see Mr. Fuller, you might try to seduce me."

What the fuck Daphne!

A slight giggle came across the room, from the ladies of couse.

"Way to go girl!"

"Wow D"

"Damn that was sexy"

I tried my best to hold a giggle. They were all cheering for me, and I felt like a goddess somehow. I cocked an eyebrow at Mr. Fuller, whose eyes were full of shock, but replaced it quickly with a small laugh.

"What's so funny?" I snapped, crossing my arms and gestured for him to go on.

"Ms. Moore, I will never, ever in my life, would try to seduce someone like you."

"Someone like me?"

Mr. Fuller sighed. "Yes, someone who's really immature." He said confidently.

I stared at him in disbelief. What was this man trying to do? He just humiliated me in front of the class! Twice!

I stood there staring at Mr. Fuller with wide eyes. I'm such a fool, I shouldn't have made a comment at him. But there's something about him that I can't explain.

I shook my head mentally. Anger boiled inside me. I'm mad. No, I'm pissed! Me? Immature?

"You're right.." I murmured.

"I'm sorry what?"

I smiled at Mr. Fuller and immediately grabbed my shoulder bag and walked towards the front door.

I'm getting out of this class. Hell, I am walking out of this class!

I stopped right at the door and turned around, facing everyone in the class.

All eyes were glued on me, including Mr. Fuller's.

I looked at him and forced another smile. "You're right, Mr. Fuller. I'm an immature person who so happened to be one of your students, who just got owned by a jackass, who just got humiliated in front of the class twice, and---"

I paused, breathing heavily. I blinked twice, tears just happened to run down my cheeks. "and the person who just got hurt by your words."

I was now crying in front of everyone. I'm such a cry baby, but I couldn't help it. He embarassed me, then I embarassed myself.

"Ms. Moore, I'm sor--"

"Goodbye, Mr. Fuller." and with that, I walked out of the class, and slammed the door shut.

I ran down the quiet hallway, and in a matter of seconds, I finally managed to arrive at the school's parking lot without tripping over.

I spotted my Lincoln silver auto parked right beside the school's gate. I opened the car with my keys and went inside. And with that, I stormed out of school.... crying.

When I arrived at my house, there was no sign of my parents, thankfully.

I directly went to my bedroom upstairs and locked my door. I sigh and let out a big scream.Then, I jumped in my bed and layed there facing the concrete roof.

My room was painted purple, and I'm telling you there is so many Dwyane Wade posters hanging from my wall. Beside my bed to the right was a large lamp laying across my glass table. Everything was on there. My laptop, my ipad, my works for school, and some random trash.

I sigh again, burying my head into my pillow.

For the first time in my life, I finally skipped class. Hell, I don't even want to see Mr. Fuller next period for Drama class.

I glanced at my clock in the wall; 1:40.

I decided to text Sharmaine. I know her phone is out, she always break the rules, and that's what I loved about her.

"heyy Shaii.. Can you come over after school today? Puhlease!!"

As I waited for her reply, I went downstairs and quickly grabbed kitkat, my favorite chocolate, from our large black fridge and a soda.

I went back in my room and saw my Samsung Galaxy S3 light up from my bed.

"yah sure D, where u at? oh yeahh Mr. Fullah! Lol why do u have your phone out missy? :O"

I rolled my eyes and managed to laugh a little. She always make my bad days go better. "I'm at home...."

"lol nice joke D.. seriously why? :))"

"Ugh I'll tell yah everything what happened ok? I'll be here at home after school. Bye love you xx"

And with that, I started eating my kitkat.