Mr.Adams POV
Being a teacher was not my first choice. I want to own my own business and I'm still working on it.
I'm a 24 year old man so of course I might sleep in, and I am living 50 mins from my job but you know life. When I arrive at work, which I am close to late for... okay late for, I walk to my classroom and see kids talking. How could they have somewhat of fun here? I slam the door to get their attention.
As I look across the room I see girls already starting to drool over me. I know I look good, but I didn't even try today.
"Excuse me sir do you by chance know where I our teacher may be?"
I look at the back of the classroom and see this chocolate brown girl with big eyes and big hair. I never consider brown girls, but... I am a teacher, wow I hit rock bottom really fast.
I light heartedly explained to them I am their teacher for the year, I may have cursed but what teacher doesn't. If they tell you otherwise make sure you always ask them about your grades. They are indeed liars.
"Then explain why you were late."
I know it was her who said it, I actually found it funny that she was sassy she wouldn't look like the feisty type. I made her stand up and almost passed out cause of her outfit. Her shirt was a little to revealing for me. If I was with her I would demand her to wear my jacket, I don't need other guys looking at her the way I do. Which is what they did.
I decided to make her my puppet and I started a friendly argument with her. Of course I didn't dislike her outfit, she looked amazing- and I am forgetting I am her teacher.
"What's your name."
"Jayleen Smith."
Jayleen Smith. Jayleen Adams sounds better
I have to get to know her more, the only way to make it not look weird was detention. Which she received two days of. I don't care about dress code at school. There were girls sitting on that front row in skirts shorter than my moms left pinky toe.
I was waiting for 4 o'clock to roll around. I sat in the teachers lounge scrolling through emails that I never have the chance to delete.
Once its 4 I began to go back to my room, I see she is already there and I sigh in relief. I thought she was going to skip. She looks up at me and rolls her eyes. It kind of hurt my heart... I said kind of. Next thing I know she snaps at me, and she ended up with a week of detention.
It made me angry that she wouldn't look at me and ignored me. I lose control and snatch her phone out of her hand and grab her arm and look her in the face.
"I don't like the way you talk to me and I would like it if you didin't, now stop before I show you how to respect someone."
She started breathing heavy. I couldn't let her go just looking in her face made me want to do some things to her that I would be in jail for. Jayleen snatched away from me, slapped me, then pushed me. I stumble back into my desk and stand still very still. I watched her march all the way to the back corner of the classroom and sit.
I sat at my desk and stared at nothing. It didn't feel like the world was moving. I was stuck in time with her even though she hated me. I glanced at the clock and seen it was 4:50 pm, I look over at Jayleen and seen she had fallen asleep.
I take this as my chance I walk over to her desk and got a chair and quietly pulled it up to her desk trying not to wake her, she looks so beautiful. I softly stroke her face and her eyes start to flutter open. She looks at me in a sleepy daze.
"Beautiful." I whisper.
"What are you doing?" she snaps and scoots away.
"You were sleep, I decided to wake you."
"By touching my face?" she looks at me side ways.
Looking at the clock seeing it was 5 she starts to stand and get her stuff together. I go for her bag but she grabs it before me.
"Would you stop please you fucked with me enough today, you've got all week."
"Jayleen how old are you."
"Eighteen."
Eighteen was all I needed to hear, that's all I wanted to hear. She's legal.
"Can I please take your bag?" I begged.
She sighed and rolled her eyes but handed me the bag. I smiled big and let her walk in front of me. Those joggers were not making it easy for me, and won't make it easy for her later.
We get to her car and she unlocks her door turning to me asking for her bag. I take it off my shoulder and hand it to her.
"We will not be doing this again you're my teacher, I am your student. I don't like you. Don't catch feelings unless you wanna catch these hands." With that she gets in her car and drives away leaving me dumbfounded.
When get home I just sit on my couch daydreaming about Jayleen. I always have liked girls younger than me, but only by a year or two. It's just something different about her that makes me go crazy.
Maybe when she graduates she'll give me a chance. If it was the other way around I would give her the world, I'll even do that now if she lets me. I know my mom would love her, my dad would too.
What am I saying I sound insane almost stalker like... I never chased a girl, in fact a student. I need to stop thinking about her before it cost me my job.
I go upstairs and shower, make myself dinner, but I accidently cook for two, cause I can't get her out my mind. at least I know what's for dinner tomorrow. after dinner I go upstairs and get into bed.
Hopefully I will dream a nice dream.
