It's Prohibited? (A Teacher/Student relationship!) ON HOLD!! SORRY

It's Prohibited?: o5

It’s been two weeks since the start of school, since he entered my life and since our conversation. We’ve kind of been getting along, although I’m not sure about the future. I’ve gotten detention about five times in the two weeks. It’s not my fault I’ve slept in class, it’s those stupid nightmares. There ruining my school life. I hate it. Second day back, I got detention for sleeping in Mr Conoway’s class while he was being observed by Ms Gowenlock, the principal of the school. She observes every new teacher on their second day here. To bad I had to get caught. I finished the last equation before the end of maths

“Eiralys, can I talk to you please?” Mr Jordan asked before I exited the classroom.

“Sure. Lorry I’ll see you later.” I replied to Mr Jordan and told Laurence. I smiled at Lorry and waited behind as the other students filed out of the room. Before people had left, I sat back down in my seat. Everyone had gone and it was only me and the teacher. I didn’t mind being alone with him now. I used to be terrified, just in case I said something wrong. Now it didn’t really matter, but oh well.

“You seemed out of it today, and you have for a while. I didn’t want to say anything sooner, just in case I was wrong but I’m not. Are you alright? I’m starting to get worried about you!” he asked calmly, a trait I’ve always loved about him.

“Yer, I’m fine. The dreams are becoming more frequent and a lot scarier, each time I fall asleep. Each night I get about 4-5 hours sleep, the rest of the night I’m up worrying about the next time I fall asleep. I haven’t gone to see a counsellor about it and don’t refer me to the school counsellor. I’ll never forgive you!” I replied almost coldly.

“You’ve got to see one, you need help and they can help you. I swear I’m only doing this for your benefit.” He argued back.

“No! Do you know how many I’ve seen for this? None of them have been able to make it stop or at least lessen in the scariness, but no. They have been able to. I’ll never forgive you if you do!” I shouted at him before walking out. I’m glad I did, it was time for next lesson. I heard him call after me, I ignored him. By this time I had tears falling down my face and they were noticeable. Before entering class, which was pretty empty, I wiped the tears from my face and sat down into my seat once again. The class was filled but the teacher wasn’t here yet. My tears were threatening to fall again. I was doing a good job in not letting them fall; it only lasted until Mr Conoway stepped through the doorway. I couldn’t hold them in anymore; I had to let my tears take over. They fell down my face and they kept coming. Not that they were thinking of stopping any time soon. Mr Conoway saw me and as soon as he did I made my way of the door at a run. I didn’t let anyone stop me. I found myself sliding down the wall near the classroom. Carefully I put my head in my knees, crying silently. I heard footsteps from with in the classroom. I tilted me head up slightly to see Casey standing in front of me. He sat down beside me and put an arm around, comforting me.

“You just ran out of the classroom and by the state your in someone’s upset you. What’s up? Who did it? I’ll beat them up for you!” he tried comforting. I held my head up so my face was showing.

“You can’t really beat them up; you’ll get done for it!” I chocked out.

“Casey, please would you go inside. Let me talk to her. Urm the work is on the board and your brother will fill you in!” Mr Conoway asked. I looked up to see him standing in front of the two of us with his arms crossed. Casey just nodded his head as he stood up and went into the classroom. “Come, let go somewhere away from here, a bit quieter. I’ll help you up!” he addressed me. I shook my head; I wanted to stay where I was. After a bit of one-sided arguing and me shaking my head, he finally gave in and crouched on the floor in front of me!