Our little secret

Chapter 14

I looked around me paranoid. I exhaled through my nose and knocked rapidly on Justin's door.

The door swung open within five seconds. He smiled clearly glad to see me.

"Hey, Tatir- Tor." He again calls me by the nickname I despise.

Ignoring it, I push past him and enter his home like its nothing.

Justin closes the door walking on front of me. "What's going on?" he inquires.

"We need to talk." I started. "You gave Dylon an F? Really?!"

"Yes... I did. Did he tell you that?"

"No I snuck into your classroom, hacked your computer and read his grades." I sarcastically say. "Duh, he told me."

"What's the big deal? The kid can't spell and his grammar sucks! Everyone should know the different your/you're by now!"

I roiled my eyes. "That should give him at least a B."

"Why are you even defending him?" Justin raised his voice.

"Because you gave a guy an F just because you cant control your damn jealousy! I thought you understood and actually listened to everything I was saying when we had that conversation!" I yelled.

"Oh Tori don't be so conceited! What makes you think I gave him an F because I'm jealous of you two?"

"Oh Justin please." I snapped.

He sighs giving up. "Fine I gave him an F because I'm..."

"You gave him an F because you are?" I urged him to go on in a motherly tone.

"I'm not gonaa say it." Justin argued.

I stepped closer to him. "You gave him an F because you're?" I repeated but more firm this time.

Justin stayed silent looking around the room to avoid eye contact with me. He fidgeted where he was standing then finally signed before saying something.

"I'm not gonna say that. Because that's an understatement." He admitted. My expression changed and he continued to speak. "He took the girl I love out on a date. The girl I love kissed some guy on a cheek. And he really seems to like you... and I don't like that. So how do you expect me to react?"

I was astonished that Justin had confessed that. "Well... the way you're reacting is immature. He's just a seventeen-year-old trying not to be retained. Give him a break." My voice was quieter this time.

"That's not how I see him." Justin responded with attitude lacing in his tone.

I closed my eyes taking a deep breath then reopening them. "We are supposed to be just friends." I reminded.

"That's kinda hard." Justin admits. "I love you. Okay?"

"Don't say that. You're my teacher, I'm your student. I feel like I've said this many times before... but I shouldn't have to say that. I'm seventeen-year-old girl. You're twenty-five..."

"What's the big deal?! Haven't you heard the quote; age is nothing but a number that love knows nothing about?"

"Okay you're right about that. But... this is way different because you're risking your job. Even by us just being friends your job is at risk."

Justin rolls his eyes. "I can quit." He suggests with a shrug.

I wined my eyes. "No! Are you crazy?! You love your job! I can tell by your genuine smile when you teach and the way you joke around with the students. I love you being there too. I wouldn't want you to quit over me."