Moratorium

Charpter 2

I might never be your knight in shining armour
I might never be the one you take home to mother
And I might never be the one who brings you flowers
But I can be the one, be the one tonight.
-One Direction Perfect

•Brenda•
I took Cara in my old mini van. I looked over into her beautiful eyes and her blond hair that shines in the sun light. I never felt like this about anyone before I wonder if she felt the same. How could she love me I wore my makeup wrong and was a awful person. That's when I noticed that she was watching me and she was smiling.
"What are you looking at." I questioned. She turns to look at the window as if to hide the fact that she was looking at me.
"So do you have a boyfriend?" I asked. Then I thought what a dumb question a woman like her must have one.
"No we broke up." She looks at me with her big brown eyes. That's when I realized she was soulless like me. How could she be any better. We finally arrived at the coffee house which was full of hipsters. They were doing slam poetry when we got there. Which was my favorite thing in the whole world (except torching my kids of course).
"Cool I love slam poetry as much as I love yoga" Cara stated while we stood in line for a cup of coffee.
"You do yoga?" She looked like a person who would do yoga. I could only imagine her in cute little yoga outfit. We got our coffee and sat in the back corner. Two boys sat next to us one had shaggy blond hair and a black hoodie. The other was tall and touching the other boys upper thigh. They looked intensely into each other eyes. I wished me and Cara could be that why if not even closer, but I don't want to scare her off.
"So do you have a boyfriend?" She questioned. Does that mean she wants me since she wants to make sure I am not already taken.
"No." I answered quickly. The truth was that a could never hold onto a man. For I was lesbian at heart, but I feared discrimination against me. Cara watched with her big blue eyes and her joker smile.
She turned her head. She looked so mysterious, and sexy, in the lighting of the coffee house. I knew I shouldn't want her because I don't have much time, but I think I am falling in love with her. I would give anything to make love to her.
"So do you do yoga if so we could do it sometimes together." She says it with her big joker smile that I loved.
"No I don't do yoga but you could teach me." I knew how to do yoga I just wanted to be nice and close to Cara. She smiled and shook her head up and down.
We walked back to the car since class was about to start again. I don't know why I became a teacher I hate children. I know why it's so I can take out my anger on them and not animals. Before we left Cara looked at me with her blue eyes she then put her hand on my upper thigh and whispers, "Brenda it's so nice of you to take my under your wing. It's hard being a sub you never know what your doing and most teachers aren't very friendly. So I just wanted to thank you for everything. I owe you one." Her face is inches from mine I can even hear her breathe. She smelled like chicken and breath smells of salads could she be any more perfect. At first I think she is going to kiss me. She doesn't she just stares at my brown eyes that are hidden behind a pair of glasses. Then Perfect by One Direction starts to play and all I can think about is how perfect she is. I finally turn my head since I can't be late to school I would miss my sad and depressed students to much. I wanted to be with Cara I wanted to kiss and make love to her 24/7. I drove back to school, but Cara hands never leave my thigh. Her hands are cold just like heart. When we finally arrive at school Cara clearly looks bored.
"Hey tomorrow are you free to teach me yoga."
"Yes are you free at 5:30." 5:30 is really but I would wake up at anytime for Cara.
We walked out of the car I led the way.