Mr. Downey (student/teacher relationship with robert downey jr)

Mr. Downey

Chapter 1

Everyday I've asked myself 'what's the point in loving someone who you know will never love you as much as you love them?' Yet I continue to do that exact thing even if I do know they don't love me back. I tell myself I'm too young and this might not be real love. But I can't stop myself from loving him no matter how hard I try. You never really stop loving someone, either you always will or you never did.

Grade 7 is where it all started... "stephanie pollock" Mr. downey said out loud to the class. "here." he was reading off the attendance. It is the first day of grade 6 and he is a new teacher at our school. He has brown eyes and brown hair. He seems around 5'8. i was glad i got him for grade 6 because of course if i didnt i would have had a really mean teacher but luckily they retired this year so i got Mr. downey instead. When he finished the attendance he introduced himself and told us all about how he used to teach in toronto and other things about him. He explained the school year and said we would have lots of fun. Which we did.

Now grade 7 was not the year i began to well like him i didnt even think of him as hot in grade 7. But it was grade 8 that i began to notice it. When grade 8 started i had Mr. Downey for the 2nd year in a row. He was, of course my favourite teacher so i was happy to be in his class.

About a month into school my friend bobby and i decided to say goodbye to Mr. Downey after school. I was of course really shy and i didnt usually talk to teachers so i made Bobby go first and we both said goodbye. "thank you guys that actually means alot to me, you really brought my day up thank you." Mr. Downey said. Although it was a simple goodbye and have a good day i still felt good that i made his day better. So we decided that everyday after school we would do that.

Not long after i began to think about Mr. Downey, whose name i learned was Robert, as more than just a teacher. He began to look very attractive to me. His brown hair was perfect and his eyes were perfect and he had a toned body that was to die for. When i started to think of him as attractive and a great guy, it started to get awkward when i would talk to him. But i did it anyway.

Eventually it was not only me and Bobby who would talk to him after school. But one day it all changed. While i was packing up my things to head home i heard him call my name. "Stephanie, can you stay after school for a bit and help me out with something?" he asked from across the room. I looked up at him and said "ya sure." after i finished packing up all my things I put them in my back pack, then headed back into the room. Once everyone left the room Mr. Downey sat on his desk and looked at me as i sat on another desk across from him. "so what did you need help with?" i asked breaking the silence and moving awkwardly as he continued to look into my eyes. "well i actually just wanted to talk to you about something." he replied and my heart began to race. Does he know that i like him? I thought to myself. "oh okay what did you want to talk about?" i replied hoping he didn't hear the nerves in my voice. "well i noticed how you seem to act a little more different around me than you used to, was it something i said or did?" he asked curiously. "oh um... no its not that i didnt really notice that i acted differently, im sorry" i said even though i of course noticed. "are you sure because even right now you seem nervous?" he replied causing my heart to race even more. "ya i'm sure" i said quickly not trusting myself. "okay well i actually do need help with something, you dont have to be home or anything anytime soon do you?" he asked and i shook my head. "okay well i was just thinking about moving my room around a bit and getting it cleaned up. So i was thinking maybe you could make a new seating arrangement like move the desks around and stuff? You're welcome to move all your friends into a spot with you." he said with a smile. I smiled back and said "okay."

i began to move the desks around and of course put all my friends in the same group as me which were only a few people. I had lots of friends but only a few close ones. "so Mr. Downey, random question, how old are you?" i asked still moving around desks. "i am 22" he replied. "wow i have a crush on a 22 year old." i whispered to myself. "what was that?" he asked. "oh nothing." i had gotten held back a few grades so i was of course older than everyone except for bobby who had also gotten held back. "so how exactly did you become a teacher so fast I thought it took like ten years?" i asked to start up another conversation. "well apparently i was really good at it and i guess they just gave me a job and i didnt even need to finish schooling." he replied with a shrug. "oh wow, well that's good, otherwise i would not have had you in grade 6 or even this year." i replied with a smile. "yes, and i wouldn't have gotten such an amazing student like yourself." he said looking over at me. I smiled and looked away to move a desk so he wouldn't see that i was blushing.

Roberts P.O.V

Although Stephanie was my student i seemed to feel more protective and caring towards her. I wasn't sure why but i did. She was a smart girl not a super smart student but smart enough to get 80's at least. And although i shouldn't say this about my student she is very good looking as well. Her blonde hair was beautiful and her blue eyes were just so amazing i wanted to look at them all day. That was why i wanted to talk to her and maybe she would say she likes me, but she didnt." she did of course seem nervous and when i said she was an amazing student i did catch her blushing before she turned away. Does that me she does feel the same way? Or was it just because i complimented her? I thought to myself. Damn it i really shouldnt be thinking about a student this way.

"so how did a smart girl like you end up getting held back 2 grades?" i asked remembering that the teachers said she was held back. "oh well i got held back in grade one because my marks were so low but grade 3 it was because i got in a fight and well one of the teachers just so happened to be hit by my fist. Dont start thinking im one of those kind of kids it was just that the kid was saying things about my family and--" "no need to explain i know you are a good kid, besides that was grade 3 young people do that sometimes." i said cutting her off. She turned and smiled at me as she moved the last desk into place. "well, im all done is there anything else you need me to do?" i tried to think of something for her to do but nothing came to mind except to help clean up all the art supplies we used today. "well i will give you a choice, you can either head home now, or you can stay and help me clean up the art supplies than go home." i hoped she would choose the second one.

"well i guess i can stay and help you clean up." she said sounding like she didn't want to but the sarcasm in her voice showed otherwise. I smiled and chuckled slightly as we began to clean up.

When we finished i put my hand on the wall and leaned against it. "finally we are done." i looked down at my watch and it said 5 o'clock. "oh wow, did you want a ride home?" i asked. "no it's alright i like to walk home ." she smiled and stepped infront of me. "okay well i guess i will see you tomorrow then" i replied and looked into her blue eyes. "ya i guess so." she said looking right back at me.

I could no longer handle it anymore i reached my free arm out and pulled her in for a kiss. When i pulled back i immediately apologized. "i'm so sorry, i shouldn't have done that." she just looked at me with a blank expression before going up on her tip toes and kissing me again. When she pulled away, she was already heading or the door. She ran out of the room grabbing her bag on the way.

I sighed and hung my head down. "damn it rob why did you kiss her!" i said aloud to myself. I grabbed my keys and coat and When i heard the rain pouring down on the windows my heart clenched and i felt bad that she had to walk in that. Everyone had already left the school so the hallways were empty as i walked through them. When i walked outside i saw someone standing next to my car and my eyes widened when i saw Stephanie soaking wet in the rain.