Hunting For Love [student/teacher]

X (pic of Jake Abel as Kevin)

Ten
*Edited*

Alexander, huh? A great name for a handsome man like him. But I'm trying to figure out where he came from because this building is facing the woods and I could have heard broken branches or his footsteps. He is one quiet ninja person.

"I'm RJ," I shook his warm and softest hand I ever touched in my entire life but a strange feeling like electricity and felt like a good-and-bad sensation through my whole body. "And I have to go."

"Sure," he smiled, "I'll keep my mouth shut," he winked and left sauntering towards the parking spots of the school.

That was weird but cute weird in a way. I fastly ran as I could towards my truck where I started up the engine when suddenly Mr. Millington appeared knocking on my driver's window.

"You shouldn't be here Seth," I said.

"Where are you going?" He asked me.

"Rather not say so please, I need to go." I reverse my truck and drove off towards the quiet and empty roads.

I decided to take a trip to Kevin's and Ryder's rental apartment and letting the sunset go down while driving and hearing the music with no one nagging me what to do and what not to do.

~***~

It took an hour to arrive there since my truck suddenly decided to give me problems starting up and losing a tank of gas.

I arrived parking right next to a black Mazda vehicle with weird skulls taking their tongues out.

I was at the apartment sitting on the couch staring at Kevin eating Coco Puffs cereal with milk in a small black bowl.

"Where's Ryder?" I asked him, having my knees against my chest.

"He's working at a restaurant that actually started yesterday." Kevin stood up and I followed him. I sat on the white-black marble counter and saw Kevin starting up the skillet to cook burgers for us, "does anybody know you're here?"

"No. Not even my grandparents know. Especially my grandmother that keeps texting and calling me," I sighed.

"Do you have to act like that with them? I mean, a seventeen year old Robin-Jillian that loves to get in trouble...everywhere," he smiled, "your grandmother is only trying to help you and trying to be in your life. You're the only child in their family. Don't act--" I interrupted him.

"Kev please," I climbed out from the counter, "I didn't came here to talk about me. I came to stay at your place for only for tonight."

"I'm sorry," he responded with sadness, "I heard in the news that there were wild wolves at the football field at your school."

"Yeah."

"And you went after it?" He said trying to figure me out.

"No. I-I was helping someone out there," I corrected him.

"Who?"

"Kevin, come on."

"What?" He said crossing his arms against his arms, "RJ, who were you helping?"

I sighed, "someone...that I can't say who is it."

"Seriously RJ, you can't tell me?" He said getting frustrated any second now.

"Fine, fine," I scratched the back of my head, "it was my biology teacher."

"Why on earth?" He said, "you could have gotten hurt."

I rolled my eyes, "because...I wanted to. I needed to help him out."

"You love him, do you? You like your teacher," he chuckled.

I punched him on his shoulder, "no I do not. I just broke up with Carlsen today." I laid myself down on the couch and thought to myself - could Kevin be right about me liking/loving for my teacher? Should I be concern about that? "Is it crazy?"

Kevin kneeled down next to me, "what, to love someone older than you?"

"Yeah...to fall for a teacher... is that crazy or just a crush?" I looked at his blue eyes.

"It has to be a crush," he replied with a smile, "don't worry about that too much," he stared deeply through my eyes, "I'm always here for you RJ." He gently placed a soft kiss on my forehead. It felt really nice. And Kevin left to check the burgers on the skillet.

So...I repeated the words, 'has to be', over and over and over again. Has. To. Be. It sounded more like it can't be a crush but more like love for Seth Millington. Yeah, it's crazy but true and I can't do anything about it.

The next morning, I woke up smiling and stress free from my family and friends. I touched on the corner of my mouth and it felt wet, "great I was drooling," suddenly my nose got a scent of a men cologne and I quickly realized that it was Kevin's cologne on his pillow.

I climbed out from bed and got startled by Ryder on my face when I opened the bedroom's door, "well isn't Robin-Jillian, the rebel who skipped school yesterday."

"Haha, very funny Ryder. Actually, I'm going back home and have a calm conversation with my grandparents and really pay attention to school," I honestly said.

Ryder said, "good luck, baby girl."

I sauntered towards them and hugged them both separately, "bye." As I walked out and headed toward my truck, I gasped when I saw a shadow moving behind me. "How the hell..." I saw Mr. Millington crossing his arms against his chest.

"I sort of followed you. I slept in my car," he explained.

"Did someone saw you?" I said

He nodded, "no," he stood next to me. "I actually parked far from here."

Suddenly my phone started to ring and seeing that I have ten missing calls, twenty text messages and two voicemails from Carlsen, "hello?"

"We need your help. Come right of way," Jezlynn said and disconnected the call.

"What's wrong?" Millington said worried.

"I don't know. Um, see you in class Mr. Millington." I opened the car door and quickly got in worried and my hands shaking.

Jezlynn sounded really worried, nervous and scared in the call. Something happen yesterday when I escaped school. Actually, I locked myself in the girls' restroom.

I drove quickly as I could since Jezlynn left a text message ten minutes ago, that she wanted me to drive at Carlsen's house.

As I parked the car and climbed out, that's when I gasped to see Carlsen on top of the roof of his house talking with drunkenness in him, drunk rambling and holding a bottle of alcohol.

"What's going on?" I asked Amber.

"You," she hissed at me, "thats what is going on. You need to help him out."

"Did anyone called nine-one-one?" Jezlynn nodded, "why the hell not?" Sometimes I wonder why I have friends for.

"RJ!" Carlsen shouted, "I LOVE YOU," he kept shouting, "I LOVE YOU LIKE CRAAAZY!!!"

Everyone in the street gasped and cried out when Carlsen almost slipped off from the roof.

(A/N: sorry to be TOO short. I'll try next the another chapter longer.)