Married by Elvis to my Principle/English Teacher. great huh?

Ok guys so this is a new book idea that i got in my head. i want at lest 2 votes to upload(Never get votes on my books so no votes no book)  hope you like it. OK so you can only have 1 dedication but i also dedicate this to my buddy Josie =)

          I never thought the day would come when I would be scared to go to school. None the less here I was. Afraid and excited to go to school. When I went to Vegas I never expected this to happen, Anything but this... OK, so enough of my ramblings and I should explain what I was talking about. I went to Vegas for my eighteenth birthday with my best friends Anasia and Jozie.

         We being young dumb ass's decided to get drunk and then I couldn't remember the rest. But when I had woken up the next morning I was in someone's arms.I felt something clunky on my finger and looked down at a ring. I tried to move my arms but finally noticed that I had an arm wrapped around me. I slowly looked down and thats when I saw him. This sexy man with brown sex hair and full pink lips. I stared at him and began to recognize him. He felt so familiar to me but I still didn't realize who he was. I was lost in trying to figure out who he was when his eyes finally opened and I knew who it was. He must have realized who I was too cause we both jumped back and fell off the bed at the same time.

         I finally took time to look around the room. It was painted pink with roses everywhere and a faint smell of Camomile. The bed was heart shapped and it finally clicked. We were in a honeymoon sweet. Oh my god. I went to look at him and he was looking at me with wide eyes. My eyes traveled downward and I saw that we were both in our birthday suits. I screamed making him jump and went to grab the sheet off the bed.

"Uh Ms. Katerina how did this happen?" he asked

"I am not sure sir." I whispered and then noticed the glimmer of something on the ground. I looked and saw the huge red and black stone on my finger. A wedding ring...

"OH MY GOD!" I screamed and help up my hand to him. "MR. BOOTH!! WHAT HAPPENED!?" Mr. Booth was my English teacher and because of the economy he was also my principle.

"I-I- I dont know..." he stuttered.

"This cant be happening, This cant be happening, THIS CANT BE HAPPENING!" I kept repeating

"Ok ok calm down we have to figure out what happened. Do you remember anything of what happened last night?" He asked me. His eyes got wide giving me the opportunity to see more of his amazing eyes. They were a faint silver, almost Gray with blue specks in it. You might think it is weird for me to be eye raping my teacher but he's only 20 because he graduated high school at around 15 and got a teachers job right away. So its not that weird only a two year difference. His voice pulled me out of my thoughts. "Hello? Do you remember anything?" He asked me

"no nothing at all, all I remember is going to the bar with Anasia and Julie and getting super drunk, I kinda remember Elvis? Did we get married by ELVIS?"

"Who said we even got married!?" he bellowed.

"WELL THE RING ON THIS FINGER-" I said thrusting my finger in his face. "MAKES ME THINK WE GOT MARRIED!" I jumped up walked around until I found my clothes. Then it hit me, We must have done it...I wasnt a virgin anymore...FROM MY TEACHER/PRINCIPLE! I spun around facing him "Did you use a condom?" I whispered.

"A condom?"

"YES A FREAKING CONDOM! If you haven't noticed neither of us have clothes on we're married so I assume we did it!" I screamed at him. I didn't think it was possible but his eyes got even bigger than before. He pulled on some boxers and looked frantically for a condom. He finally found one so we breathed a sigh of relief. I had finally got all my clothes on and heard the shrill ring of a cell phone. He picked up the phone and put it to his ear "Anthony" He kept talking occasionally looking at me. While he was talking I heard my phone go off. I jumped over the bed to where the noise was. I picked it up to hear screaming. "WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!?" Anasia was yelling at me.