Chapter 3

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Emily's POV:

I keep on asking myself the same question over and over. Is Ms.DiLaurentis interested in me. I mean she said she's gay so probably. Why wouldn't she I'm hot and all the girls drool over me, but something about Ms.D feels different.

I grab my bag and that's when someone bumps into me. They drop their books and it's no other then Ms.D. I help her pick up the books, then we both reach for the same book. Our hands are touching and I smile.

"Thank you Emily." She says.

"No problem." I say.

She then walks away to her class.

"Wow Emily you sure are moving fast with her!" Hanna says.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"Well you helped her pick up the books, you touched her hand. Yesterday you pretended that you needed help so she could be with you." Hanna says.

"The only move I have made so far was yesterday. Today we just bumped into each other nothing more." I say.

"What do you have planned for this class today?" Hanna asks.

"I don't know depends on what we do today." I say.

"Oh Emily you always have something different." She says.

"Yeah I do." I say.

"Hey girls!" Spencer says.

"Hey." I say.

"So what happened?" Aria asks.

"Nothing." I say.

"C'mon Em we saw what you did yesterday, I have to admit that was a pretty good move." Spencer says.

"It was Em, we could all see you were enjoying it." Aria says.

"Whatever you say girls." I say.

We all head to art class, my favorite. We enter and take our seats.

"Okay today we will decorate the pots y'all made yesterday. I brought them in so they are at the back of the class." Ms.D says.

We all get up to grab our pots but I have no idea which one is mine.

"Um I have a question?" I ask.

"What is it?" Ms.D asks.

"Which one is mine?" I ask.

"It's the one on the left edge of the table." She says.

"Wow that one!" I say surprised because it's actually pretty good.

"Yes that one." She says.

"Ha thanks!" I say while taking it and going back to my seat.

"Girls all the paints are right there on the floor. You may decorate your pots on your desk or the floor." Ms.D says.

I start to think, maybe if I decorate mine on the floor I can get a good look. From there I could have a good view of her. I grab my pot and sit down on the floor. All the girls went back to their desks but I stayed. Hanna gave me another look and I smiled. I grab some of the paints but I still don't know how I should decorate it.

Would Ms.D get mad if I paint some boobs, maybe it's too perverted. It's art but would she get mad.

"Ms.D?" I ask.

"Yes?"

"Is there any limits of how we can decorate it?" I ask.

"Emily, from what I know about you. I will put a limit on you." Ms.D says.

"What! So I can't paint some boo-"

"Emily don't go there please." She says.

"But...but.but."

"No buts Emily I know you can paint something better on it." She says.

"Fine." I say.

Alison's POV:

So far I like this job, something about Emily makes me feel weird. She seriously wanted to paint boobs on the pot. She's too perverted but I think that's kind of hot. She's the only one sitting down on the floor, she's giving me a good view of her thighs. What makes me frustrated is that the uniform's skirt is too short. I can't help but look at her toned long legs it makes me want her. I can't have this thoughts going through my mind. She's a student and I'm the teacher.

I look at the class and all the girls are focused on their pots. Somehow my eyes land on Emily again, now she has her skirt raised higher. What is happening to me, this girl has some kind of effect on me. I ignore that and look at her face, she's focused on painting.

I keep on looking at her and she has a confused look on her face. She bites her lip, she also has a dimple above her eyebrow. That dimple is so cute and I can't help but smile.

I get back to my work but I still can't get the thought of her cute dimple out of my mind. Emily is hot and cute which makes her perfect.

After several minutes the girls finish their pots, they come and put them on my desk. The only one I'm missing is Emily's. I look back down and I really can't see. The bell rings and the girls head out of class. Emily and I are the only ones left.

"Done!" She says.

She gets up and sets down the pot on my desk. I look at it and it's beautiful.

"Emily it's beautiful what made you paint this?" I ask.

"You." She says.

"Me how?" I ask while looking at the pot that is ocean themed. She combined different colors of blue.

"Because of your eyes." She says.

"What about my eyes?" I ask.

"They remind me of the ocean, that shade of blue. Your eyes are beautiful." She says, which makes me blush.

"See it's way better than what you had in mind the first place." I say.

"Yeah you could say that, but it would've been a hot pot!" She says.

"Emily!" I say.

"Sorry I get carried away." She says.

"Yeah you do." I say.

"Well I have to go see you tomorrow!" She says.

"Yes bye Emily." I say.

"Bye Ms.D! She says while walking away.

She thinks that my eyes are beautiful. Woah Alison stop right there! She's a student so nothing can happen with her. If I put my walls up when she's around I'll be fine. Emily is nothing to me and that's how it has to stay.

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Update yay, guys I have to confess that I like when y'all beg for an update. It makes me laugh that I have the power to update whenever I want. Anyways thanks for reading and leaving comments or votes, love~K

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