Unforseen Lovers {TeacherXPupil} {Lesbian}

Chapter 5- Miss Wilson

I slumped a red and blue flannel on over a pair of leggings and and finished off my outfit with some all-black vans. I didn't need to dress up special, it's not like I had anyone to impress.

I checked my reflection in the mirror and sighed when I realised what a mess my hair was. I decided to carelessly throw it into a messy bun. It didn't look bad but it still didn't look good.

I began down stairs when I heard Felix whining, he was here? I was meant to be meeting them in town. As soon as I got to the bottom of the banister, both Felix and Isla dropped a remote controller and dived into me, latching me into a hug- or death grip. I had never seen either of them move so fast.

I peered over Felix's tall build to see my mum's eyes on me as she gave me a thumbs up. If I could access my thumb to return the gesture, I would've.

After what felt like hours, the duo finally released me.

"You had me worried, don't ever do that again." Isla said as soon as she pulled away. I was confused as to what she was referring to until I remembered that I hadn't replied to either of their messages for over a month. I'm response I shrugged before going to get something quick to eat. I didn't want anything heavy so I decided on an apple.

I didn't know what I was going to spend the day doing but Felix wanted me to get what he called a 'rebound'. I didn't need one. I was fine by myself.

We were soon enough out of the door and on the way to the town centre, it was only two streets away from my house. I wasn't comfortable with this at all. So many people I knew were either going to look at me with disgust or pity and I didn't want either. I just wanted to go home.

"Hey, so I'm going to go and meet Tristan, I'll see you guys later?" Tristan was Felix's new boyfriend and I was chuffed for him. He had recently had a hard time with relationships and telling his parents that he was gay. Once he actually did they weren't as accepting and he would've liked and they didn't speak for a while, once they met Tristan they didn't think it was as bad and Felix had never been happier.

I hope that Felix doesn't realize any time soon how much of a mistake relationships really are, it would break him.

"Have fun." I winked at him and he smirked before departing in the opposite direction.

Me and Isla decided to go to Starbucks, it wasn't as busy as I expected it it be considering the weather outside was the nice and wasn't raining for the first time in a week. I settled on a plain caramel latte while Isla asked for something I didn't even know existed. She insisted on paying for me while I went and got seated in the far corner in the shop, hidden from most people.

I took a sip of my coffee and instantly my taste buds were in pure bliss, it reminded me on what I had been missing out on.

I peered up from behind my cup only for my eyes to rest upon a sight that I could stare at for hours. She looked about my age. She had fair skin without a blemish in sight, her shoulder length, blonde hair was swept back roughly but she still managed to pull it off, her emerald eyes almost provided more light than that reflected off her laptop screen that she stressfully typed at, faint lines forming on her forehead as she knitted her eyebrows together in frustration. For a brief moment she glanced up and caught my sight, our eyes were locked together until she allowed hers to wander my face. Without trying to stop it, I smiled for the first time in weeks and she seemed to be resisting the urge to smile with me.

I didn't realise that Isla had taken a seat next to me with a confused look on her face, "what are you smiling at?" Oh shit she picked up on it. I didn't reply as I glanced back up to the mystery woman, only to find her eyes were focussed back on the laptop.

I don't know how she had such a big effect on me, I didn't even know her for a start and I was not interested in that gender, I must have just been confused.

"Do you know that woman Em? She's smiling at you." I would've been thrilled at the news if the nickname didn't remind me of the piece of
junk that I had to call my ex boyfriend. Everything suddenly came back and I was stuck in the middle of a hurricane of emotions until Isla lightly held my shoulder. "I'm sorry, Emily, I didn't mean to- well anyway, that's Miss. Wilson, she's our new English teacher."

It was at that moment that I realized how much college I had missed, what happened to the old English teacher? I never really thought about my sexuality but this woman had a huge effect on me, and to find out she was my English teacher? Well that deflated my mood even more.

"I'm sorry, I need the toilet." I left the table and went to a room that I assumed was the toilet and as soon as the door closed behind me, all the of the emotions I had previously tried to hold in decided to show themselves. I couldn't stop crying.

I sucked in a sharp breath to try and silence my whimpers when I heard the door open and then close again. Footsteps approached the cubicle next to me which told me that it wasn't Isla who had entered.

I left the cubicle and stared at my reflection in the mirror. My poor attempt at putting makeup on showed and it was smuged down to my cheeks. My hair looked messy and tangled and I turned away because i couldn't bare to look at myself for much longer. I chose the wrong timing in doing so and my eyes, again, locked with Miss Wilson's as she had just stepped out of the cubicle.

She paused in her tracks, almost intoxicated my my gaze. We stopped in silence for what felt like hours until I broke it. "I'm sorry" I muttered and turned, splashing my face with cold water to wash away the mess that was left on it.

"Are you okay?" Her voice sent chills through my bones, it was so soft and sweet. She sighed when I didnt reply and came and rested her hand on my shoulder, causing eletricity to spark through my  system.

She almost instantly retracted it and I looked down at the space where it used to be. "I'm fine." I replied after more silence. I wonder if she knew I was in her English class. Or if she knew that I knew that she was my teacher. I wasn't sure if I had feelings for this her or not but not even Brad made me feel like this. I needed to know if this was real, if what I was feeling was just me looking for love after betrayal.

She took a deep breath and then grabbed me, pinning me up against the nearest wall and before I  could protest, she pressed her lips against mine. I expected myself to push her away but I didn't, I couldn't. I kissed her back. It felt like her lips were sculptured to fit mine. She reached for my face, holding each side in her hands as she pulled me closer to her. This was moving fast and it didn't seem to bother me.

In that moment I forgot about everything with Brad.

I gathered all of my self restraint and I pulled back and looked into her eyes, I knew she felt it too.

A/n: this paragraph is a bit longer. THINGS MOVED SO FAST BETWEEN THEM. Okay but there won't be much gay action between them for a few chapters now. But hey, who guessed Felix was gay?