Our Little Secret [On Hold]

Our Little Secret (14)

H’okay, so ... Everytime i go to look at the plan for this, my mind goes blank, I’ve only made it up to chapter 18 but I will NOT let you down, I love writing this book ... the girl is s much like me, only ... I’m not thin and blonde HOWEVER yeah.

ALSO THE HOST IS SUCH A GOOD FILM BUT THE BOOK IS ABSOLUTELY FREAKIN AWESOME... READ IT, READ IT NOW, DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT MY BOOK UNTIL IT IS READ, NO WAIT.

I’M PROMOTING THE WRONG BOOK XD I JOKE, I JOKE, JUST. ...read it ... it’s so good.

~(Also song of the day – Stay- Rihanna ft Mikey Ekko)~

Okay so, without further ado ...

Chapter 14.

My heart began to beat perilously fast as I stared at Nathan, my mouth went dry and i couldn’t think straight, my boyfriend, the person I am totally and utterly in love with, is my teacher.

“What, you never seen a man before, come up here and show me what you have” Ms.Jonovich spoke in a deep and broad Russian accent, my head snapped up to meet her, she was beautiful, much prettier than I am, I thought of how the relationship I had with Nathan was now void, how it was against the rules and forbidden and how much happier he would be with her.

I went quiet, my heart slowing and allowing me to think straight, It took a second for me to realise I’m such a fucking badass, dating my teacher, well ... I dated my teacher.

Tears were brought to my eyes, the happy memories of him were all I had to keep me going in this hell hole, I didn’t want to stay over here if I had nothing to stay for.

“Come on, we have not got all day”

“We have, near enough” I retorted, my voice laced with annoyance and slight jealousy.

“Com-“ she urged me on, beginning to become agitated, I could already tell she disliked me.

“Alright, Alright” I held my palms out in a motion to convey surrender.

I dropped my bag to the floor and placed my hot chocolate on the step next to my seat, shaking a little as stage fright over took me.

“You can do it Tay” Stacey screamed over enthusiastically, her joy apparent.

“Do you want to go first?” i asked her, stalling.

“No, I specifically chose you, I need to know your strengths” Nathan butted in, acting casual but i knew for a fine fact that he was going through the same amount of pain I was in.

“Fine, Okay” i muttered, walking up each step slowly, i turned to face the people who had taken this class, there were a few late entries as a group of guys walked in, which in some respect shocked me.

the whole class was made up of woman and  some guys but the boys who had just entered looked entirely different, they looked like they had something new, yet I did not fail to recognise the look of being prejudice on their faces.

I was worried what they would think of me, I only had heard myself sing, and it wasn’t all too good, yet I knew I would sound different to everybody else, whether I sounded better or worse was my audience’s choice, Nathan liked it .

“Take your time” somebody shouted sarcastically and once again, i was consumed by panic and the thought of being taken the piss out of for having a terrible voice.

“Okay, so ugh, is this accapella or?” I inquired, turning to look at ‘Mr. Johnson’

“I could play if you’d prefer to have music?” he replied with another question but I could tell he was testing my abilities, challenging me.