Should I? (Student/Teacher)

Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine

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I'm pretty sure something was supposed to happen today, but I can't remember what. I should really work on my memory skills. I turned to my left and looked at the clock. 7:58. I guess I should probably get going since I've got to walk to school today. I picked up my bag and walked out of my front door, then headed towards schools.

I finally got to school at 8:24 but something was still bugging me and yet I still had I still had no idea what it was. I walked into form and only saw a couple of people there; the ones who arrive at around 8 and then go in really early because Mr Urlawyer lets them. Maria and Alyssa were probably waiting around by their form, which was in the computer room by English. They had Mr Williams, as Miss Butternut left. I never seen his before as he's still pretty new, but apparently he's laid back and 'cool'.

I walked into form and sat down in my usual seat and just waited. At 8:27 Olly walked in with his friends.

"Hey Octopus" he said as he came over to sit next to me.

"I can see that you're not gonna drop it" I sighed.

"Nope" he said with a smirk.

"There's something on my mind...but I can't figure out what it is" I complained.

"Well" he said as his smirk grew bigger. "I bet it's me" gesturing towards himself.

"Aha, as if" I replied slapping his arm lightly. He laughed but was interrupted by Mr Urlawyer.

"Octavia...you must go to Mr Schmidt after school"

"Okay" I nodded and turned back to Olly.

"That's what was bugging me" I said surprisingly, finally realising that I had forgotten all about catching up with my French work. How could I forget about it? I didn't even mind missing a bit of German to go through some things that I had missed, because he let me sleep. I still can't get over the fact that he let me sleep in the first place. It was so nice of him. And he covered for me too.

"What? Spending extra time with Mr Schmidt?" Olly said confused as to why I would want to spend extra time with Mr Schmidt, but he had no idea.

"Yeah, I just had that feeling when you can't remember what was bugging you" I replied with, making sure that he didn't know that Mr Schmidt makes butterflies in my stomach come alive and makes me nervous when he walks in the room. And how he made me happy, even when I just see him around the school.

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It was the end of the day and I had reminders from all my teachers to visit Mr Schmidt's classroom after school. When he said that he'd put it on the school system, I didn't think he would actually do it. I walked through the double doors into the languages corridor. I saw Kara and Maria waiting outside of Miss Stobiant's classroom (the one next to Mr Schmidt's, on the right). They would probably be waiting for German.

I knocked on Mr Schmidt's classroom and walked in. I saw him staring at his computer, before he greeted me with his amazing smile. He wasn't wearing his blazer, instead it was patted against his swivel chair. His sleeves were rolled up, showing his arms and his hair was in his usual style; a curly-ish, fluffy quiff.

"Hello Miss Zimin" he said sounding cheerful. I wonder why.

"Er...Hi Mr Schmidt" I said, with a kind of confused tone in my voice. "Why are you so happy?"

"Because I get to spend some quality time with you" he said sarcastically. "Nah...just been a happy day I guess"

"Okay..."

"So...how was your weekend?"

"Good. I just slept and ate, what about you?" he laughed and I couldn't stop myself from smiling too. He had such a big effect on me.

"Didn't really do much either" he said, avoiding the question a little. "Do you have your French book with you?"

"Yeah, I'll get it out" I said as I dropped my bag on the floor and unzipped it. I rummaged around until I came across a blue book. I pulled it out and put it on his desk.

"Great. Er...take a seat and we'll go through what you missed in that lesson" he said whilst pulling the seat from the table next to him to next to his desk. I nodded and sat down in the chair that he had pulled up for me.

"We went over reflexive verbs. Do you know what they are?" I involuntarily shook my head, but I did know what they were. Just he made me forget everything. And the fact that I was sat next to him didn't help at all. I couldn't speak, as he made me so nervous. His cologne was so good too, that I just wanted to bury my head into his chest.

"Well they're the verbs that you would use to when the subject of the sentence performs an action on itself" I nodded understandingly.

"So would it be like 'I wash myself'?"

"Yeah, like that which would be 'Je me lave'. So do you get it?" I nodded. "You can stick these in your book. It's basically what I went through in class, where everyone else had to write it down. But since I'm nice I printed it out so you don't need to write anything"

He handed me the sheet of paper on reflexive verbs and then said "If you get stuck with anything, you can come and find me"

"Okay" I said, putting the sheet of paper into my book. I didn't want to go, I just wanted to sit here, but I couldn't let him know that I liked him. It would make things at school so awkward.

Carter Schmidt's Point of View

"I guess you can go to German now, wouldn't want to keep Miss Stobiant waiting" I said with a smile, looking at her as she shut her book and put it back into her bag. She zipped it and stood up, putting the chair behind the table where I got it from. I didn't want her to leave, I wanted some company, but I knew it'd be suspicious if I asked her to stay. She would probably think I'm weird, and it's make teaching her so awkward. "And if you ever want to talk to me you know where I am"

"Yeah, I remember from last time" she replied.

I followed her to my door and she said "See you next lesson I guess" whilst turning to the door on the right, into Miss Stobiant's classroom.

"Yeah, bye" I said, with a sorrowful tone. I stood frozen for a minute thinking about Octavia. The way she spoke, her smile, her hair, her laugh and most of all her personality. I couldn't get her out of my head, however hard I tried; she would always creep back up. I've never been this hung over someone before. She was all I thought about, but I knew that it was my responsibility to not let anything happen. For God's sake, I'm her teacher. It would be wrong and against the law. I kept repeating this in my head but I still wouldn't listen to it. When she walked in the room, she would make me smile and didn't even have to say anything. It was like magic. If only she wasn't my student, things would be so much easier.

Nat Mountain walked past me, which made me snap out of my thoughts. If he found out what I was thinking about I'd probably fired, before I could even say anything. I hope he can't read minds. 'Don't be stupid' I said to myself, no one can read minds. I turned around, walking back towards my desk. I sat back down in my seat, trying to focus on doing some work but I couldn't. I decided to pack up and go back to my flat. I picked up my stuff, put my jacket on and walked towards the door. I walked past Miss Stobiant's room and said "Tschüss!" to Nicky Stobiant as I smiled at Octavia, who was looking at me. I walked away before I had the chance to blush; those eyes were so beautiful. I walked through the double doors past the stairs to Mr Chapter's and Miss Janes' rooms, through the next double doors, down the staff stairs that led to reception and out of the main front doors. Her eyes were a grey-green colour, which suited her skin tone. My face felt a rush of blood, and I knew for sure that I had turned red and I couldn't stop smiling. I quickened up my pace as I walked to my car, making sure that no one could see me blushing and smiling to myself.