I'm In love with my teacher~Wenclair.

~Forty-Four~

Enid's POV:

"Hey Enid!" Maisie exclaimed, as she ran up to Wednesday and I. 

"Hi," I replied, really not in the mood to 'match her energy'

"How'd y'all sleep," I glanced over at Wednesday, watching her face cringe in disgust after Maisie's misuse of grammar. 

"Great! How about you and Tyler?" 

"Okay, but I did have this really weird dream. I'm not going to bore you with it though, I'm not that mean." She joked, "I'm gonna go make my plate, do you mind if I sit with you?"

"Actually those seats are taken." Wednesday muttered, while placing her bag on the bench in front of us. 

"Oh, by who?"

"Wednesday!!" 

"Hello Eugene," She answered, as a soft smile stretched across her face. 

"Oh," Maisie mumbled, before smiling and walking away. Tyler, slowly following behind her. 

"What was that all about?" Eugene asked, while setting down his plate. 

"Nothing," Wednesday muttered, as her eyes found mine. 

"Just a friend from senior year," I answered, while placing my hand on her exposed thigh and softly smiling at Eugene. 

"How have you guys been, you know with a kid and all." He asked, as a wide smile stretched across his face. 

"It's been great! Evie's perfect, we both have amazing jobs. Yoko and Divina are practically our neighbors. Everything's just perfect." I replied, I love boasting about how amazing my life is. 

"How have you been Eugene?" Wednesday asked, before placing her hand over the one I have on her thigh.

"I've had my ups and downs over the past few years, but overall everything's been great. I have a huge bee farm, I sell honey for a living, I have an amazing boyfriend. It's all just unreal how I can go from being in a coma to being wildly successful." 

"Boyfriend? I NEED more info on this," I joked, while playfully smiling. 
The hand that I have on Wednesday's thigh is now resting on her inner thigh, drawing patterns close to her crotch. 

"Enid, I suggest you move you hand before I move it for you." She whispered down my neck.

"Move it then, you and I both know you won't. Because deep down you know you like it there." I answered, while glancing between her eyes and her lips. 

"His name is Pugsley, he was in my graduating class. But he didn't join the school until his junior year, so you two probably don't know him." Both Wednesday and I's eyes widen, and she starts to choke on her water. 

"Pugsley?" I ask, just to confirm that his boyfriend is most likely and Addams. 

"Mhm!"

"Did you perhaps get his last name?" Wednesday asked, while pulling her phone from my purse. 

"Uhm I think it's....Addams.... Holy shit, please tell me I'm not dating your brother." 
I watched as she clicked on her brothers contact, setting it on the table and turning on speaker. 

"Hey Sis! Is everything alright?" 

"Yes, I would just like to ask you something."

"Go ahead."

"Do you know Eugene Ottinger?" I heard his breath hitch, before he replied. 

"Yes, I went to school with him." 

"Are you sure there's nothing else you know about him?" Wednesday asked, while glaring up at Eugene. 

"No, I don't know what you're talking about Wednesday."

"Your dating someone, correct?"

"Yes, why."

"I believe that since you won't tell me who it is I should tell you that I've found out myself." she replied, as she passed the phone to Eugene. Glancing away when he looked up at her. 

"Hey Pugsley.." Eugene softly said, as he picked up the phone. 
I waved him off, knowing he wants some privacy. Before returning to Wednesday.

"Why are you sitting like that?" I asked, while glancing at her.

"Because if I sit any different your hand it going to be right on top of my crotch, and I'd rather it not be in this public setting." she mumbled, while looking up at me. Her cheeks stained pink, and her eyes practically begging for something more. 

"Enid, Wednesday. Funny seeing you here, I didn't think you would come." Xavier.

"What do you want?" Wednesday asked, while glaring at him.

"Preferably you, but I've come to the conclusion that that's not going to happen."

"I'm glad your being honest to yourself now." I muttered.

"Yes, but that doesn't mean I'm not still going to try." 

"Try all you want Xavier, it's never going to happen. And if I catch you out side of my house again I will kill you. Got it?" 

"So you know..."

"I've known since you gave me the phone in sophomore year, I got rid of it right when I got home." 

"Then why do you have one now?" 

"To keep in touch with my family you retard, why else would I have one?"

"Evelyn seems nice, definitely takes after you though." 

"I'm surprised your opinion on our child isn't one that involves sexual desire, I mean, isn't that all you're capable of?" I asked, while tilting my head. 

"No amore, he's capable of jealousy too. He's becoming jealous right now, when he glances at the hand you have on my thigh." 

"I guess you're right mon cheri, he's probably thinking about how he wishes my hand was his, but news flash. It never will be." I giggled, before turning to face Xavier. 

"You two are so fucking Infuriating."

"That was the plan painter boy."