SERAPHINA'S POV
I FELT LIKE Mr. Christensen was always watching me. That his eyes were glued to my face, or my body.
Yes why would I not like an attractive 27 year old? I am still in college? No big deal.
Hayden had this effect that made butterflies in my stomach...and maybe somewhere else in an area that is very known of. His jawline made me ache, as well as his watery like eyes with that white smile that made me fall hard that even I would break the cement.
On my way home I thought about the things he have gotten and wondered what they were for.
ALL THOUGHTS left my head as I arrived at my home. The breeze hit my face as I looked into the window.
I walked into the house seeing Jessie already passed out on the couch with the television still on and a bag of chips opened. She was drooling. I shut off the tv and picked up the chips and put then away as I covered her with a blanket.
She was no longer sick from the flu.
When I walked into my room it smelt like roses and champagne that I could not get out of my nose. It smelt wonderful. Like I was in a wonderland full with my own imagination.
I got changed and finally my eyes shut slowly as noise simmered down.
I slept.
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50 Shades Of Christensen
Fanfiction"I dont do romance, my tastes are very...singular." "Enlighten me then."