4). Glass Table Girls

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*But i'm a nice dude,
With some nice dreams.*

Thankfully these doors don't have Windows.

"Mr. Tesfaye, y-y-you can't do this. We can't do this."

"Baby, relax."

Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby.

Mr. Tesfaye leans closer to me, our nose and forehead are touching.

My heart is demanding to be ripped out from my chest by how fast it's beating.

He looks into my eyes and I can tell what he's thinking, he wants kiss me.

"Please don't do this." I whisper.

He wraps his hands around my waist and moves an inch forward so our lips are touching, completely ignoring what I just said. I put my hands against his button up shirt and try to push him back.

It's not that I don't want to kiss him, it's just that I can't.

Mr. Tesfaye wraps his arms tighter around my waist and pulls me closer. This kiss was so sweet and slow, but in a matter of seconds he started kissing me like it was the only thing that mattered. I finally decide to kiss him back, I hear him moan and it comes out muffled. It sounded like a groan at first, but then it softened up and made a sweet sound. His lips are so soft.

So so soft.

He pulls away and rest his forehead against mine. All you can hear is heavy breathing. And I'm trying really hard to focus on my breathing because it's really hard to breathe when you think your heart is going to give up from how fast it's beating.

We just stand there looking each other in the eyes, seeing if we can read each other's mind. At least that's what in doing. Mr. Tesfaye kisses me again but it's cut short because someone tries to open the door.

Please be Bryce.

We move out of the way quickly and the door swings open.

It's Bryce, thank god.

"You guys done.......talking?" Bryce looks back and forth between us and smirks.

"Yeah all done, let's go." I grab Bryce's arm and pull him, he doesn't move.

"Actually we're not, we still have lots to talk about. So come by after school tomorrow?"

I look at him and don't answer, instead I pull Bryce again. He still won't move.

"Please?" He says, with a hopeful look on his face.

I sigh and nod slightly, "she will be here, I'll make sure. Bye Mr.Tesfaye."

Mr. Tesfaye smiles and says bye, I pull Bryce's arm again and I almost fall cause he actually moved.

Once we get in the hallway Bryce stops me, "okay what happened in there? I gave you guys an extra ten minutes and I see you with rosy cheeks, heavy breathing and swollen lips."

My lips are swollen?

I feel my cheeks heat up and I look away from him.

"Helloooooo."

"We can't talk about it here." I start walking down the hallway.

"Fine, Starbucks then."

Starbucks sounds good right now.

We get in his car and Bryce drives to Starbucks. Once we get there I order a Caramel Ribbon Crunch Frappachino. And Bryce gets a Vanilla Bean; what a basic loser.

We take a seat inside and sit in the far corner. Just to make sure no one hears us.

I take a sip of my drink, "I don't know where to start." I say truthfully.

"The beginning of course."

I nod and sigh a little, "we talked, well I talked....mostly."

Bryce interrupts me, "what did you guys talk about?"

"I was getting there. Well I was trying to see what his intentions were, remember what I told you that Maribeth said?" I ask him

"Yeah," he waves his hand at me, "the thing where teachers are pedophiles."

I give him a weird look, "not necessarily. I was trying to see if he was playing some type of trick on me or something. He said he wasn't, I didn't believe him obviously." I take a sip of my drink.

"Continue."

I roll my eyes, "I then asked why he was staring at me in the gym, he said because I was beautiful."

Bryce's eyes widen, "YOU LUCKY PIECE OF SHIT!" he yells.

Several people look our way, "shut the hell up. Why are you yelling?"

He pouts, "you've got called beautiful, by a sexy guy."

I ignore him, "I freaked out, and kept saying that it was weird and creepy. I mean he's my teacher. He just ignored it, it was the least of his worries."

"Then what?" Bryce asks obviously interested in what happened between us.

"I was going to leave, but he stopped me by grabbing my wrist. I told him I couldn't do this and that it was wrong. He said that there was nothing wrong." I take a deep breath. "What he said to me, his words. They were so true."

"What?"

"He asked me if I didn't feel something towards him. That I didn't find him attractive or that his words didn't have an affect on me."

"And it's clear that you do find him attractive and his words did have an affect on you."

"Yeah." I sigh.

"What happened after that?"

"We kissed." I say quietly.

"You mean make out."

"Whatever." I roll my eyes.

"How was it?"

"It was amazing, I've never been kissed like that before."

He smiles widely, "so my plan was brilliant then."

I frown, "no it wasn't. I can't believe you did that Bryce."

He shrugs, "I helped you and him out. You're welcome." He flips his imaginary hair.

"No you didn't, this is a mess."

"How so?"

"How about the fact that he's my teacher. So much is at stake."

"Like?"

I want to stab him right now, "I could get expelled, Mr. Tesfaye could lose his job and get thrown in prison. This is illegal."

"You're thinking about it too much, Lani. If you're careful enough then everything will be fine, there's nothing to worry about."

"Nothing to worry about, I don't want to be in a relationship where I have to be careful."

He sighs, "okay just stay tomorrow after school and talk to him. If you are still freaked out about it then tell him that you aren't going to do this, and leave."

I nod understandably, "okay, sounds good."

We leave and Bryce drops me home after I declined his invitation to go to the gym. I am exhausted. All I want to do is sleep, and that's exactly what I did after I took a shower.

All I can think about is feather like lips, and Palm trees.

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Man this chapter hit my heart.

I'm gonna go cry. Ttyl.

Toodles.
XoTwOd.
(1126 words) :(

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