I went to English for first period. I looked around the classroom bored out of my mind. I noticed a guy staring at me. I knew him, his name is Matt. He's on the football team and he's actually pretty nice. Most of the girls are into him. I personally think he's ok, but not really worth my time. Wow, that sounded really harsh. Um, ok, I'm looking for Mr. Right and he's just Mr. Left.
I stared at the board. How to use creative writing to better improve your speaking skills. Is that even possibele? Is that even in the curriculum? I'm certain school just gets weirder everyday.
I looked down at my notebook an started doodling random things. I began writing down lyrics which I hoped to compose into a song when I got home.
"When you're stuck in a world you've never been in what do you do?" I wrote down. I ripped out the page and stuck it in my binder.
"You got me going crazy. You say you love me but then you push me away. You talk like you can't stay away but then you act like nothing's ever happened between us. Make up your mind, because I can't seem to stay away, not ever, and especially right now."
It's really not song material so I decided to throw it away.
"Tell me you pay attention. Tell me you look at me the way I want you to. Tell me you love me, because I love you."
It was a start. Now these songs never compare to my life. I just find it easy to write love songs. But I had a strange feeling , like I was writing down my feelings towards Kyle. But I don't love him, do I?
I only like the way he smiles when he greets us. I only like the way he laughs at a kid's smart remark. I only like the way he trys to make everything fun. I only like...I only like him.
Woah, slow down there Kloe. He's still your teacher. Finally sixth period had started. I caught girls stealing looks at him when he wasn't paying attention. Gosh, how I wanted to bash their heads into the desk. I mean I wasn't jealous, I just was getting distracted...during silent hour. Yeah, that makes sense. Even thought thier not making any noise. Ugh Kloe, you're so dumb.
Sixth period was over with and I walked up to Kyle's desk after all the students left. "What did you need help with today?" I asked him. "Well, if you could help me grade these quizzes that would be great." He smiled to me. "Ok." I said and took a pile of papers from his desk. I sat on the opposite side of his desk. I grabbed a red pen and started grading. "I thought students couldn't grade their peers papers?" I asked. He looked at me like that thought never occured to him. "I know you won't tell." He smiled and put his index fingers over his lips motioning me to keep it secret. I laughed and began grading the papers again. "100% Kloe, good job." He told me. "Well, science is my favorite subject." I smiled. "Yeah, I remember. It's nice to have a student who actually cares." He laughed. "I'm sure the others care too." I tried to reassure him. "Not like you." He looked up at me and our eyes were level. Before I knew his lips crashed onto mine. I backed away. I missed his touch, I returned the kiss. I could feel him smile. You're such an idiot Kloe! He's your teacher! The thought hit me. I got up and grabbed my stuff. I began running out the door. "Kloe, wait!" He yelled to me. I was alread running and I was not stopping now.
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That is Correct (Teacher/Student)
Teen FictionKloe is a senior at Harrison High. She enjoys writing and her favorite subject is science. Sometimes when she's bored she'll write down lyrics during class and transform them into a song on her guitar. One day she arrives at school, she looks at her...