GUYS! I changed this chapter a bit... not a big thing but read up! :3 Hope you enjoy it. I'm gonna try to upload the second chapter tonight but... We'll see :D
William Anderson on the picture :3 God, so handsome!
Chapter One:
I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling. Ran my eyes across the room and examined every little item on it, then closed them again trying to remember everything I saw seconds ago.
Today was my first day at Passmore High and I felt anxious. New school, new students. Already some years had passed since I stopped teaching to take over my Dad's business since he had passed away.
New in town I felt like a stranger, away from all the people I used to know. Nothing was holding me back to my hometown anymore. I needed to get away from that place that gave me such nostalgic memories.
I needed this, start all over, mature, settle down. I was ready for a new beginning. A new, new beginning. I was always good with being alone. Time alone was very well appreciated but i have started to feel lonely... It was such a long time since I was with someone. Someone special.
I shook my head trying to stop memories for crawling to my head. And got up finally.
Today was a new day, and with no doubt, a busy day. Lots of names and faces to memorize. Girly giggling and some boyish fights awaited me. I didn't feel ready. I was already sick of this job, I was tired of dealing with teenagers and lots of paperwork everyday. I didn't want to go back to that. School gave me headaches.
School. It seemed like that only place held such fresh and innocent air. The kind of environment you always wanted to be around. Problems and worries were serious like a surprise math test. You could actually smell love... young love. Don't we all wanted to go back to that? That mini heart attack when a friend accidentally told that someone about your feelings. Valentine's day! flowers and chocolates all around. That messy trouble in your head when you don't know what to give to that special lady. The first kiss. How I missed being a teenager. Teenager...
I remembered when I was one of them. It was another time and I was such an innocent boy back then. In love with school and always coming home with new learnings. How blushy I got when a girl winked at me or even dare to gave out their number. I would never call... I never had the right words, I never knew what to say until I met her...
Isabelle became my reason for living. That day when she stepped into the classroom with her mini skirt and her plaid shirt made me speechless. Her long wavy blonde hair and her deep blue eyes just captivated me. The way she moved her hips and the confidence that she emanated was flawless. How my heart-beating was speeding fastly as she walked and sat next to me and gave her characteristic smile and that funny, quirky gap between her teeth; she instantly made me smiled back.
"I'm Isabelle" she said and smiled wider.
"Will, nice to meet you" I managed to say. And still a hint of red appear in my cheeks.
I looked at her quite a few times and was fascinated by the way she was sitting; with her legs crossed and how smooth her skin looked. I felt the urge of caressing her thigh, I felt my hand was going to take its own control and just go with it and toucher her but it didn't cause it automatically went to my crotch which felt tight. I got all red and didn't know what to do so I was only able to ask the teacher permission to go to the bathroom.
I ran as fast as I could so that nobody could see my little show. I opened the door of one cubicle and locked it, and sat on the top of the toilet and took a deep long breath, I was deeply inhaling, trying to get Isabelle's legs and herself out of my mind.
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Dear Will
Teen FictionAnnabelle Emerson 17 years old. Doesn't know what she wants yet she's about to discover. William Anderson. 28 years old. Became a teacher and now has to deal with the fact that he has a crush on a student.