mr.grayson had me pull a chair up at this bigger table where he and i could both sit next to each other. opening my book to the chapter we were focusing on, he would point out the different key points and helped me through the check points that popped up every few chapters.
"seriously what does this even have to do with our life anyways?" i asked getting frustrated.
" hey, its fine. youre doing good dont give up now." mr.grayson cooed rubbing my back.
his hand rested on my mid - lower back as i sat up straight. our eyes locked gazes and in that moment it felt like the world had stopped turning. i didnt know what to do,say, or even think about what is going on. as i leaned in just a tiny bit i stopped myself and got up from my seat.
"is there something wrong?" an obviously clueless mr.grayson questioned. his eyebrows furrowed and he had a worried look upon his face. god he must think im weird! or even worse some kind of blasphemy no good sinner child!
i paced back and forth in front of the desk with one hand up to my mouth and the other on around my waist. mr.grayson stood up and held me in place. standing at 5'4 in front of a man who was about 6'0 ft was like looking at a skyscraper.
"avery, whats wrong?" he bent down to look me in the eyes as his hands still rested upon my shoulders.
"uh i i dont know really.." i stuttered avoiding eye contact.
"you can tell me, its just the two of us." he smiled comforting me.
"youre going to think im a bad devils child." i whispered.
"i wont think youre a uhh bad.. devils child?" he questioned my choice of wording.
"promise?" i sounded like a 3 year old kid who builds their trust on an empty filled word.
"yes, i promise." he chuckled showing his perfect teeth again.
"well i um i kinda." i ran my fingers through my hair
"come on, out with it." he joked.
"mr.grayson i think im starting to develop a c-" just before i could finish my sudden confession my phone rang.
relief washed over me like a soft wave coming onto the shore. "yes mom?" i answered the phone walking away.
"tell your teacher you need to come home now its going on 6:00, you need to be home before dark."
"okay ill tell him." i sighed.
"my mom wants me to go home now.." i stated as i packed my belongings into my small backpack.
"we can pick up where we left off tomorrow." his words put me in a frozen state.
"the chapter avery." mr.grayson laughed and i walked out of the classroom embarrassed,making my way home.
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Plan B
Teen FictionThis seriously can't be happening can it? I'm only 17 for Christ sakes! To make matters worse the father isn't even my age.. My parents are going to kill me when they find out I'm pregnant with my teachers baby.. ©Copyright 2017 *currently being ed...
