Ch.12

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So y'all have my friend to thank for this being a longer chapter lol...well here ya go please enjoy...

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Ch.12 Damian's POV

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I couldn't concentrate all of fifth hour, I kept thinking about her. Her smile that she saves for her friends. I can honestly say I was falling for this girl. Thankfully me being the teacher I can put her right were I can look at her anytime.

I sent a silent thank you to god when the bell rang to signal the end of this class, I get to see her agin. I had to go talk to the principal before sixth hour started. After I got half way to his office I remembered I'd left my brief case open on my desk with her 'story' in it. I just had to hope that she didn't see it.

Just then the principal David Fredrics walked past and asked, "How's the day been so far?" I gave a little laugh and said, "Well there's a lot of good bright students here and I think I'm going to enjoy being here." He laughed and told me to get back to class before he gave me detention for being late.

"Since this is a small class for today y'all can sit and talk amongst your selfs. If you don't feel like talking and want to listen to music and you have head phones you can listen to music." I said just as the tardy bell rang.

"May I go to my locker and get my MP3 player?" Mik asked, normally I wouldn't let her but I knew she wasn't going to mess around she was too good of a student for that.

"Yep, just let me write you a pass and you can go." I said with a smile, because I had an idea about how I could talk to her alone.

When she stood up she had to grab the desk for balance and then I got a new idea.

"Are you ok, you look like you almost fell over there?" I asked because I was honestly concerned for her health. All she said was, "Yep, I'm just a little dizzy after hitting my head earlier." I couldn't help but smile as I said, "Well, I wouldn't be a good teacher if I didn't offer to walk you to your locker and make sure nothing happened to you would I?" I smirked as I saw her roll her eyes and say, "Whatever, I just wanna get my music so I can try and work on the creative writing you assigned us."

Her hand brushed mine every so lightly as she took the pass from my hand. She seemed very stiff as she turned the corner to walk down the stairs to get to her locker. I reached out and grabbed her arm giving it a light tug and hoped that she would understand me and stop for minute. Before she could turn away agin I pushed her into a little nook, it was a tight fit by I couldn't complain. I knew if I didn't kiss her now I would regret it so I said, "I've wanted to do this since I saw you before second hour." Right when i finished saying that I smashed my lips down to hers. I felt her kiss me back and wrap her arms around the back of my neck, taking this as a sign I lightly bit her bottom lip and she opened up letting me deepen the kiss. As our tongues tangled with each other my mind was racing I couldn't believe I was doing this. I let my hands slowly travel over her body.

I her gasp as I put my hand up her shirt. I don't understand why but she also hisses in pain and pulls back and says, "What the fuck do you think you're doing? You do realize I'm your student and if anyone found out about that you could go to jail and get fired!" Then she turns and walks away leaving me standing there to stunned to move.

She came back up the stairs and grabbed my arm to drag me back to my class room and before I could say anything she said, "That back there never happened and it won't happen agin, ok?" She then went into the room and sat down and turned on her music.

"What crawled up her ass, she just had the hottest guy the school walk her to her locker?" I heard Shy ask Amy. I couldn't help but grimace as I remembered that I had both of them in this class. Like I said this is going to be a long freakin year.

I couldn't help but glance at Mik a few times throughout the rest of the hour. I could see a small smile on her face as she wrote and listened to her music. I was grateful that I didn't have a seventh hour class, that way I could try and come up with a plan to get Mik.

When the bell rang she got up and left the room with out so much as a backwards glance at me. I think I lost a little hope when that happened but I won't give up on her, even if I only help her as a friend I will make sure she gets away from the pain that fallows her.

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Mik's POV

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Sitting through that class was absolute hell knowing he was a few feet away and wanting to go over to him and pick up were we left off in the hallway. But no of course the one guy who could change my life is one of the people who is off limits the most.

Doesn't matter anyway he just wants me because he thinks I'd be a good lay, too bad he doesn't know about all the bruises and scars that paint my skin. A lot of the scars are self inflicted because it distracts me from the dull empty feeling that Jerry always left me with.

I could feel people looking at me, but I ignored it and concentrated on my story. I can say that I seriously blew smoke of my ass while writing this because well I'm telling the story about what I wish my summer had been.

I was grateful for the end of class because I didn't have to worry about seeing him agin until tomorrow and I could pretend like the kiss never happened. Then I remembered I had gym with the creepiest teacher of them all, Mr. Tanner. I've had him since I got into 9th grade and he is just so creepy. I dropped my stuff off and got my gym cloths from my locker.

The locker rooms were on the opposite side of the school so I had to hurry a little. But I smiled knowing Sky was in this class.

My gym clothes were a thick t-shirt and a pair of thin sweat pants. I would wear shorts but all my cuts and scars are on my legs, the arms/ wrists are way to obvious so I put them where I knew few people would see.

Gym was well gym. I was dissatisfied knowing I had to go home and deal with more pain and hate but hey what can I do?

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