Unwritten Rules

Almost | Quite

Kierra's POV

That was the longest weekend of our lives. We enjoyed every moment of it together, cherishing the chance to reconnect and rebuild the bond that had once seemed lost. It was a time of laughter, shared memories, and deep conversations that brought us even closer.

But now, back to reality, the familiar rhythm of our lives resumed. I returned to my role as a student, and Mike to his as a teacher. The hallways of the school, the classrooms, and the library all took on a new significance, holding the secret of our rekindled relationship.

Everything changed, yet our love for each other remained steadfast. The morning rush, the hurried breakfasts, the stolen glances in the corridors, and the moments of shared silence between classes became the new norm. Each day was a balance of maintaining professionalism while savoring the private moments we could steal away.

In class, Mike's demeanor was as composed and authoritative as ever, his lectures engaging and insightful. But beneath the surface, there was a warmth in his eyes whenever our gazes met, a silent acknowledgment of the bond we shared.

During lunch breaks, I'd sometimes find a note slipped into my bag, a simple message from Mike that made my heart flutter. "Thinking of you," or "Can't wait to see you tonight." These small gestures were a lifeline, a reminder of our love amidst the chaos of daily life.

The challenges of our relationship were still present, but we faced them with a renewed sense of purpose and unity. The whispers of gossip, the questioning looks from friends and colleagues, were hurdles we navigated together. We learned to cherish the quiet moments, the stolen kisses in hidden corners, and the nights spent talking about our dreams and fears.

One afternoon, as I sat in the library working on an assignment, Mike walked by, his hand brushing lightly against mine as he passed. It was a fleeting touch, but it sent a jolt of warmth through me, a reminder of the connection we shared.

After school, we would sometimes meet at a nearby café, sipping on our favorite drinks and talking about our day. It was a time to unwind, to laugh, and to simply be ourselves. The world outside might have been complicated, but in those moments, everything felt simple and right.

Ely and Kai, my closest friends, were supportive once they learned the truth. Their initial shock gave way to understanding and acceptance. They saw the happiness that Mike brought into my life, and their support meant everything to me.

One weekend, I decided to invite Kai and Ely to my house. It had been a while since we'd had a proper get-together, and I wanted to share everything with them. They had no idea that Mike was there too, and I was anxious about their reaction. But it was time to tell them the truth about how it started and how things were going now.

The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm glow across the living room. I'd set out some snacks and drinks, creating a cozy atmosphere for our conversation. Kai and Ely arrived, laughing and chatting as they entered the house.

"Hey, Kierra!" Kaila greeted me with a hug. "It's been too long!"

"I know, right?" Elyza added, giving me a squeeze. "We need to do this more often."

I smiled, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. "Yeah, we do. There's actually something I need to talk to you both about."

They exchanged curious looks as we settled onto the couch. I took a deep breath, feeling my heart race a little.

"So, what's this about?" Kaila asked, grabbing a handful of chips.

I glanced towards the kitchen where Mike was waiting. "Well, it's about me and... Mike."