Amarah's POV/ thoughts
(A couple weeks later)
It's been a few weeks since Omar and I had that fight. Maybe Deayana was wrong, maybe we won't make up. I miss him. But maybe if I missed him so bad, I would've never had sex with my teacher.
I went downstairs and ate some pretzels. Then I got out my phone and went to photos. I had an album full of pics and videos of me and Omar, (same with Bailey and my family, not individual albums but it was just an album of my family) I went to that album and I looked at the photos and stuff. It made me laugh.
I really miss him.
"Boo!!" I felt someone's hands on my shoulders.
"AHH!!" I jumped.
I looked back and saw Deion. He gets on my nerves!
"What do you want?!"
"I see you're missing Omar."
"No duh." I rolled my eyes.
"Who you think you talking to?!" He raised his voice. "Can I get a pretzel?"
I laughed at his stupidity. I found it funny how he yelled at me and asked for food all calmly.
He took one before I could even answer. "Look I don't know what you did but you Effed up. And you will never make up with him ever again."
"Thanks," I said with sarcasm.
"But anyways, you will never get him back so you need to forget about him. And by doing that, you need to delete every single picture you have of him and all his messages. Just delete, delete, and delete."
He was right. I deleted MOST of our photos and videos. I kept a couple. I was hoping Deion forgot that I had to delete our old texted because I really didn't want to. Luckily he did.
"Good girl, now I hope you feel better soon." Deion patted me on the back and left the kitchen.
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Deion's POV/ thoughts
I woke up the next day at twelve, Damn, I'm really taking advantage of this day off. I checked my phone and saw a long text from my girlfriend. I love her. We started saying 'I love you' a couple days ago.
I decided to called her.
"Hello?" She answered in a groggy voice.
"Morning, beautiful. Just waking up too?"
"A couple minutes ago," she answers.
"Aww. Look at us waking up at the same time."
"Well, I actually woke up at 5:30 like I usually do because no one told me there was no school. When my mom told me, I went back to sleep."
I laughed. "You know, I could've sworn I was dating a smart girl."
"And I thought I was dating a guy with a big dick."
"Oh, so you wanna be like that?" I laughed.
"I'm sorry but you started it. I ain't have, anything else to say," she said.
"Anything but that, you hurt my feelings. You know it's not small," I joked.
"I haven't seen it before."
"Hmmmm." I put her on speaker and went to camera.
"And don't send me a pic either," she said out of nowhere. Damn she knows me well. "How about we get off that topic," she says.
"I got a big D, I know you want it, I know you want it, I know you want it." I sung my own parody of Blurred Lines.
"Boy, I'm bout to hang up on your dumb ass."
"Wait, wait, can I come over?" I ask.
"Sure whatever."
"I'll be over soon. I love you." There was a pause. "Hello?"
"I love you too, Deion." I could tell she was smiling and that's why she didn't say anything.
"Bye." We hang up.
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I knocked on Bailey's door a half hour later.
"It's about time I got here," she said once she answered the door."
I gave her a hug. Then we went to her room.
"I just got done doing my nails, waiting for you. What you wanna do?" She asked.
I looked at her. I grabbed her face and kissed her. "I just can't, you're so sexy."
She laughed. "Wanna watch Netflix?"
We all know what that leads to.
We climbed in her bed and she put on Beyond Scared Straight.
"I love this show," I said.
"You do? Cool!"
I wrapped my arm around her as she rested her hand on my chest. After a few minutes she looked at me and smiled.
"You're smile is gorgeous," I say to her.
"I love you."
Those words made me feel a whole lot happier. I know we haven't been dating long, but I don't know what I'd do without this girl.
I french kissed her and then I got on top of her I sucked on her neck and went down lower. I looked at her chest and looked up at her. "May I?" I ask. She nodded. We've never seen each other naked before so that's good, we don't wanna rush things.
She took her shirt off and her bra. See what Netflix does to a girl and a guy? I start to kiss them. Then I took off my shirt and start to kiss her again.
Then my phone started to ring. "Whatever dumb ass decided to call me at this very moment, I hate them," I said. Bailey laughed at my comment. But it's actually a good thing that we were interrupted before we could go any further.
"You don't mind if I answer do you?" I ask.
She shook her head. "Go ahead."
I looked at my phone and saw Omar's name.
"Hello?" I answer.
"Is Amarah home?" Omar asked.
"Why, you tryna talk to her?" I ask.
"No, I just wanna come over but I don't wanna see her."
"Well I don't know if she's home because I'm not home either. But I'll come by you're house soon."
"Okay." He hung up.
By that time, Bailey already put her shirt back on. Damn.
I decided that I would stay with Bailey for another hour and then go to Omar's house.
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"What's up?" Omar said once he answered the door.
"Nothing much."
We walked to his room.
We were talking for a few minutes but then I said:
"So why aren't you talking to Amarah anymore?"
"It's crazy, but this is what happened. See, I finally told her and liked her, and we kissed, and one thing lead to another and we had sex. But then after that, she wanted to pretend that never happened so she can do all that sh*t with her teacher. Since they have a thing going on." Omar was getting heated. I guess he doesn't like talking about it.
Hold up! I knew she liked him, thanks to Bailey, but I didn't know they actually do stuff. Oh hell no!
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My Teacher
Teen FictionWhat do you think when you think of a student having a relationship with a teacher? Gross? Whatever? Cute? Well, Amarah Smith and her teacher kind of have a thing going on with each other. What's gonna happen? Find out by reading the story