Teach Me How to Love Again (Sequel to Dirty Little Secret)

Chapter 29: Come on Let Me Hold You, Touch You, Feel You, Always

*~(The title of this chapter is from Always by blink-182.)~*

Today was Monday. Gerard and I weren't going to see each other for a few days, because we were still taking things super slow. I was in study hall right now, and my teacher asked to talk to me.

"'Sup, Ms. Carson?" I asked.

"So, we put to into this class to raise your grades, correct?" Mrs. Carson asked.

I nodded. "Uh-huh."

"So, I'm sure you've noticed your grades are fine now. You've been doing much better as a student now as well. You're not having outbursts, and you're not being disrespectful to your teachers. I think you've earned yourself the right to switch into a fun elective class for the rest of the year," she explained.

"I wanna go back to art class," I blurted, then I blushed. I probably should have at least pretended to think about it.

"Alright then, I'll contact Mr. Way and make sure there's room in his class for you," Mrs. Carson said with a smile. I thanked her and returned to my seat next to Frank. I told him all about what happened. He was happy for me, but we were also sad that I'm leaving study hall with him. Oh well, at least he has Jamia in this class.

*~Gerard's P.O.V.~*

I was teaching my class about perspective and realism when I got an email. I momentarily stopped explaining the lesson so I could read the email. It was from Ms. Carson, the study hall teacher.

I was curious, because she doesn't usually email me, so I opened it up. I got butterflies as I read it.

"Skylar Brooks has raised her grades, and would like to return to your class, as she no longer has a need for my study hall. Is there room in your class for her?" the email said.

Butterflies erupted in my belly. I can have my love back in my class! I tried to think of a reply to Ms. Carson so I didn't seem too excited. It's hard to think of a normal response when you're this excited.

"Of course. Send her over whenever you'd like," I responded, then I tried to hide my excitement as I finished my lecture on perspective and realism.

After I finished leading the class, I let them practice the techniques, then I checked my email once more. Ms. Carson had replied.

"Do you think Skylar could pay your classroom a visit after school so you can help her get caught up on what you've been doing in class?"

I replied quickly. "Sure. Sounds good to me."

I nervously awaited the bell so Skylar could come see me. We had been taking it so slow that I only saw her like once a week, so now I get to see her after class. Because of how slow we'd been taking it, I get butterflies around her just like I did when we first met.

The bell rang and I couldn't help the smile that appeared on my face. I told my class to have a nice day, then I waited for Skylar to show up. She showed up with Mrs. Carson.

"So, Mr. Way, I assume you and Skylar have met before," she said.

I nodded and did my best to stop myself from smiling. "Yes, we have."

"So, you're just going to help her get caught up so she can join your class this week, alright?" Mrs. Carson asked.

"Sounds great. Welcome back to class, Skylar," I said casually.

Mrs. Carson eventually left, so Sky sat on a chair right next to mine by my desk. I hugged her before she could even say anything, which made her giggle.

"Nice to see you too," she joked. I smiled and kissed her cheek as I pulled her out of her chair and onto my lap.

She turned around to straddle my waist, then she grabbed me by the tie and kissed me. When she pulled away, I smiled at her and swept a piece of her hair off of her face.

"I love you," I whispered.

"Mmm, I love you too," she hummed as she nuzzled her face into my neck. I rested my hands on her butt, and we just stayed like this for a while.

"Do you need a ride home from school today, baby?" I asked, knowing she probably wouldn't want to hang out today. I hate taking it slow.

"O-oh. I kind of figured we were doing someting after school today," she admitted.

"Oh, did you want to? I just figured you'd want some space or something," I admitted as well.

She chuckled slightly. "Today's a special occasion. I think I can make an exception to celebrate being your student again," she said.

"Alright, then. Sounds great to me," I said with a smile. She kissed my cheek again.

"It feels great to be your student again," I said.

"You better behave yourself in class, sugar. Now that I'm your teacher again, I can keep you after class and punish you," I whispered into her ear. She blushed.

"That sounds more like a reward than a punishment," she whispered.

We always flirted like this, but all it did was create sexual tension, because we were still taking it slow.

Taking it slow was starting to get on my nerves. I just wanted to be able to touch her again.