Fist day

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It's the first day of school. You wake up still feeling tiered, so you take a shower. When you get out you put on a red top that fits you just right,a pair of dark skinny jeans,and a pair of black converses with red laces. You then run to your car,and get to school as quickly as possible.You finally get there and see a sign that says ,Webster University, you couldn't wait to get in it was your dream college. The favorite class was art and your teacher was Mr.Fishback. You ran through the halls trying to get there. You finally got there right before the class started"You made it here just in time. I was about to start the class" a deep husky voice said. When you saw who it was it felt like you were in a dream. He was sort but built. He was hot like the sun. He made you want to melt in his arms." I'm Mr.Fishback your art teacher. Go take your seat Mrs.(l/n)"*wink*. You go take your seat and think to yourself did he wink at me. Then you listened to every word he said like it was the last. When class was over he stopped you and said" Will you stay a few minutes so I can speak to you." You tell him sure and wait for avery one to leave. He walked tawored you getting so close. He stared into your eyes while you stared into his. He had his hand on your hips he gets close to your ear and whispers"Kiss me." He gets closer to your face and start's to Kiss you. You kiss back you could have been there for hours just kissing him. His lips were like velvet on yours he made you feel warm inside. He started to kiss your neak when all of a sudden the door swung open and everyone was staring at you. You could feel all their eyes burning into your skin your face felt like fire you ran out crying. You thought why did I do that I don't even know him.

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