My Teacher

Run with dad

"Adèle, I've been looking for you." Alexey almost walks past me, but notices me at the last moment.

"Yeah? Why?" I say and distinguish the cigarette I've been smoking for the past fifteen minutes.

He comes extremely close to me, places his hands on either side of the wall behind me and afterwards everything starts to feel like in a slow-mo.

I see his blue eyes moving closer to me, regarding me intently.

His lips are parted and he licks the bottom lip, his pink tongue flashing out in a sexy way.

"Alexey, what are you..." I ask, but don't get to finish, because his lips are on mine and he pulls me into a passionate kiss.

His lips are soft and he uses his tongue like a champion, that has jus won the grand prize.

The kiss is extremely good and it's my first kiss. I've heard some girls say - bad boy, good lips. I guess that's proven to be right now.

I lean in to get a better grip of his tongue, but a weird sound appears and I pull back.

"Do you hear that?" I ask him.

"Hear what?" He leans in to kiss my neck, planting soft and small kisses from my earlobe to the collar of my white shirt.

I desperately fight to ignore the sound, but my vision starts to get blurry, which makes me panic a little.

I wake up panting in my purple bedroom, which has a reddish look to it, because the big, red curtains are pulled over the window.

"Oh. Just a dream." I murmur to myself, trying hard to calm my racing heart and to ignore the fact, that somewhere deep inside, I would really want that to happen.

Bub jumps onto my bed excitedly, knowing that it's pee-pee time.

On my way to the bathroom, I notice day in the kitchen. He is already dressed into his neon coloured running gear and making breakfast for me and himself, so we don't have to come home and have to make breakfast.

"Bonjour." We say at the same time and laugh.

I proceed to the bathroom and afterwards, I get dressed into my running clothes - grey Nike sweatpants, simple black Nike hoodie and my grey Nike's, for whom I had saved money for a long time.

After a quick look in the mirror and coming to the conclusion, that my hair is looking far from the messy bun I made when going to sleep, I quickly brush it and put on a black beanie, that says "BAD HAIR DAY."

I put the leash on Bub and we were ready to go.

The cold winter air feels crispy and instantly makes my cheeks and nose red, but I warm up very soon, since we start running immediately.

"So... How was your first day of school?" Dad asks, as if he's just remembered about the fact, that I returned to school yesterday.

I have a strong desire to tell him how hot Alexey is, but I feel like that would weird him out to hear his daughter has a crush on her teacher.

"It was okay, I guess. We have a new teacher in English Lit." I try to say it as lightly as I can, but it still comes out sounding weird.

"You don't like her?" He asks with a frown, knowing, that if I dislike a teacher, I have a problem working with her.

"It's not a her. It's a he. He's barely out of university, but already a teacher. Weird, huh?"

Dad laughs and I think he laughed about mistaking the gender of the teacher, but then he says: "Let me guess - all of the girls in your class are batting eyelashes at him."

I stare at him surprised, and almost trip over a small metal hook, that's coming out of the sidewalk.

"How did you know that?" I ask him.

"Adèle, Adèle..." He shakes his head with a light giggle, "Do you think I didn't go to school? Even if it was in France, the girls will be girls."

We run around a kilometre and then decide to return home. Bub is already tired and I have to carry him back home, like he usually likes to be brought.

I quickly change out of my running gear and put on a new outfit: blue jeans, deep red coloured, fitted sweater and army boots, who are my favourite and dearly hated by my mom.

"Ready to go?" Dad asks, when I exit my bedroom.

I nod and we both leave for his car.

***

I am starting to tremble a bit more as we close in to the school. I want to see him, but I don't want to remember the weird dream I had today...

Since English Lit is the first lesson, I have to walk up to the third floor. I see that everyone is already in the class, and I place my hand on the door knob.

Here we go.

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