Chapter Eight

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Chapter Eight

Okay so this movie was absolutely amazing. My teacher really does know how to treat a girl.

"So where's the baseball game?" I ask.

"My house"

"Your house!?" I practically screamed. I would be going into my teachers house!?

"Yeah.. It's on TV. My buddies canceled. So your in!"

"Oh PULEASE! It sounds so weird for you to call people your...buddies... Your a teacher. it's.. Just weird..."

He looks at me strange before smiling.

"What...?" I asked

"Are you done lecturing me...?"

"Ugh yes" I laughed.

We got into the car again, before I knew it we pulled up at this huge condo.

"Wow. This is gorgeous"

"Thank you."

"So wait...what are those kids to you?"

He smirked.

"They aren't my children Katie.."

"Soo..."

"My niece and newphew... I'm watching them..."

"Aren't you young to be a teacher?"

"Student teacher. And yes. I'm 21"

He's 21... I have a crush on my 21 year old teacher. Just my luck.

We sit down on the couch and he's extremely close. Our knees bump each others but we dont move.

He turns on the channel and the game is already on.

"Who's playing?"

"Phillies and the Yankees.. I know kinda strange teams to play.. But whatever. It's fantasy baseball. It's not real"

"Gotcha" I fibbed.

"Want any popcorn?" He asks

"Oh umm... Suree" I say.

Is this a date? I can't really decide. It seems like it is.. But I really have no idea. I want to know but would that be weird to ask?

When we gets back with the popcorn I pop one in my mouth. Delicious and buttery.

About half way through the movie I'm starting to get sleepy and I reach for a piece of popcorn but our hands touch instead. No one moves. We both tense up and it's extremely awkward. But he moves his hand a lil to fast for my liking.

I slowly doze off into a sleep.

~Matthews P.O.V.~

This favor for Katie's mother was so worth ditching my buddies.

But when our hands touch... I can't take it no more. I know I know.. I sound like a pedifile. But she isn't that much younger then me... Only 4 years apart. I'm about to stand up and cheer when the phillies win in fantasy baseball.. But then I realize Katie is dead a sleep on my shoulder. I go to reposition her... But her head falls in my lap and its all I can do to not touch her. Her face.

I run my fingers along the side of her cheek and feel the softness... No sign of a blemish.

I need to wake her to bring her back home.. But she just looks so peaceful. So I gingerly escape from underneath and cover her with a blanket. Ill carry her to the bed.. And be a nice quest.

Ill sleep on the couch. And make breakfast for her tomorrow. Then when she's fast a sleep ill walk over to her house, since we are neighbors, and ill get her some clothes.

Or.. I could just walk her over to her house. That sounds like a better idea. I wonder what she would think waking up in a random bed.

So I pick her up in my arms... Keeping the blanket wrapped around her for warmth. She is so light. And skinny... I can feel her waist bones resting on my arms.

I walk out the door and down the road a little until I reach her house and open the unlocked door. I carry her upstairs and open this door with a sign that says "keep out" and it's her room for sure. I lay her down on her flowered Vera bradly bed set and wrote her a note before I slip out... Leaving the blanket, a note, and my number on her nightstand.

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OKAY!!! I haven't been updating lately but ima try more often! Ill update my poem book tonight and the others tomorrow!! I've been so busy. You guys are amazing! Please keep reading and if u can... TELL EVERYONE about my books.

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