John Doe (Teacher X Student)

XO

I'm at rehearsal now, and I'm practicing conducting. I'd decided my senior year to do something different and exciting, though I still had to play trombone for the second movement. I stopped practicing my conducting when I felt two hands wrap around me. I didn't have to check to know it was Tyler, he did this every time I tried to focus. I wouldn't expect this amount of immaturity from anyone other than a tuba. That's Tyler for you. He turned me around and I stood nose to nose with him. He pecked me on the lips and grinned. "You do realize that you don't have to do anything but stand there and look gorgeous as always". I smiled and smacked his bicep "oh really? How else would you play in time"? He laughed and rested his head on my shoulder before taking a breath and looking at me. "Then I guess you'd just have to shake those pretty little hips of yours so I could keep tempo," that had me dying of laughter.
"You're stupid". Was all I said before he leaned in and our lips were close enough to feel the breath between us. As soon as I felt his soft- a bit lacking- lips, we were interrupted.
" Diana, can you come here? I need you to look at something for me". I took a second to recover my thoughts on everything that was unrelated to Tyler and removed my arms from around his neck. I looked behind Tyler to see Mr. Doe retreating to his office. "Okay." Was all I said before going to his door. I knocked once and walked in.
Mr. Doe sat, writing something down, paying no mind to me. I took a seat in one of the two chairs in his office. He continued writing for another 5 minutes. He looked up, grabbed a pencil, and looked back down.
"So... What did you need me to look at"? I asked cautiously, I somehow had the feeling he wasn't happy. I hated it when he wasn't happy, my stomach got upset and I couldn't focus.
"Oh, yes, I was just trying to make sure you remembered that there is no PDA, and how difficult it is to have a relationship within your section" I looked him square in the eyes and my mouth dropped open." You have got to be kidding me, we're not in uniform, not to mention we're not even in the same section". His eyebrows furrowed and his hands came together in front of him on the desk. "You may be a trombone and he may very well be a tuba, but you are both low brass are you not? Not to mention that the trombone section is rarely far from the tuba section. Needless to say, keep your personal affairs separate from the family". He stared at me while he finished his last sentence and I was furious. "Ok sir, I'll do that". I said with my fists clenched.
After I left I walked up to Tyler, swung him around while interrupting him, and smashed our lips together. He had no right to control what I did. We weren't doing something that hadn't already been done, I was sick of listening to him complain. And that's what I was saying into the kiss, I was letting out all of my frustration in this one moment. Tyler had got the message and didn't refuse me my outlet. He returned every caress, touch and breath. My mind was distracted but I made out a faint slamming of a door. I released Tyler and said a faint "sorry" before walking back to the other 2 trombones.
The rest of practice I conducted harshly and my movements were unclear, at least that's what mr. Doe said.
After I couldn't do it correctly he told me to march and he conducted. I couldn't be more upset than when he practically yelled I wasn't good enough when he conducted at a masters level.
After practice he called me into his office again. "I need you to focus on your position more. Your not doing your job or the band justice. Therefor you will have a mandatory practice for one hour every Tuesday".
I took a moment to think about it before I responded. "Okay, I understand sir, I will try my hardest to be as good as you. Also, to be good enough for the band". He nodded and said that was all.
So I had to come in tomorrow and practice for an hour. I guess
I could practice my trombone as well since I hadn't had much time to pick it up. I had majority of the piece memorized it was just here and there. Mr. Doe didn't need to know that though. Although I guess he would find out tomorrow while I practiced. He would watch me, and adjust everything that needed adjusting-like always. And it would mean absolutely nothing. Nothing at all.