MIDNIGHT WHISPERS| Kylia

(XIX)

Friday, Halloween at school | 08:43.

The room is in total silence, all focused on the sheet on their tables, with confused and thoughtful eyes, trying to remember something I went through.

I can really leave this place at any time, but if I do, I'll have to get away from Malia again, and that's not part of the plan.

So, I'll stay at this school as long as it takes to get what I want.

I hear sighs and curses and keep my harsh expression, knowing that half of them spent the week doing shit instead of studying.

I take the side of the pen cap to my lips, looking at each of them carefully, stopping exactly at the curly that has been disturbing my head for years. I watch her for a while, seeing that she is really focused and asking the questions, I don't avoid looking down at her body, seeing her again with a short skirt, with her legs crossed while swinging her feet that are in a black all star.

I'm really impressed by how her body has changed during these years, she's had a great evolution since the last time I saw her.

Malia used to look like a child, and today, she looks like a woman who does great damage to people's lives.

I notice when the girl raises her face and her gaze walks around the room until she finds mine, she smiles covertly, putting her nail on her lower lip, looking back at her test.

Her provocation made me sigh and look down at my table, trying to concentrate unless I think about her on my table.

When I say she changed, it's because she really fucked up, the Malia from before would never have the courage to provoke someone, neither in public nor anywhere. But now, Malia likes to play with fire, and I won't deny that I love it.

I raise my face when I see Hailey get up from her seat and come to me, holding her exam with a sideways smile on her face.

I really don't know what this girl has with me, I don't remember staying with her somewhere to be like that on my foot.

- here it is, teacher - she extends the sheet to me, resting her hands on my table, leaning forward.

I look at the sheet in my hands, trying to hold my urge to roll my eyes. Hailey is not the kind of woman I usually be, I usually like the most complicated things, and she is too easy.

I look at her test, trying to contain the grimace when I see that she got most of the questions wrong. I could let her know, and she would do it again, but for someone who likes to always be at the top, you need to put yourself in your proper place.

- very well, Hailey - I raise my face, smiling without showing my teeth.

The blonde-haired girl opens a big smile, leaning even more, leaving the buttons of her school shirt more open.

- Is there any way you can get out of the way? - Hailey takes a step aside, turning her face to see who it is, and her smile disappears quickly when she sees Malia. - thank you - she smiles cynically, looking at the blonde.

Her gaze is directed to mine, and her expression closes quickly, giving me the sheet with brutality. I try to contain the smile with her courage and with the jealousy that is evident on your face, since the cheeks are extremely red.

- thank you, Baker - I give a cynical smile, seeing her anger shine in her brown eyes and he chest rise.

- Can I go to the bathroom, teacher? - she asks, coming back with an innocent air.

- Of course - I look down at her test, but soon I look at Hailey. - you can go sit down, Hailey - I say, in a serious tone, losing patience with your extravagance.