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*Rrrriinnngggg*

The ring pierces through the sound of small, screaming children, I get up unwillingly.

"Let's go." I say to Alexis, who is still looking at me with a grin.

Will this ever stop?

"Eager to go to English Lit, eh, Adèle?" She teases me, but I can't answer her without starting to yell.

Instead, I manage to smile a crooked and totally plastic smile. Alexis notices how fake my smile is and I can see a small frown appearing on her face.

She doesn't say anything, though. She just walks into the classroom and sits down where she usually sits.

I take a deep breath and walk over to the door, when I feel and hear somebody's voice ring in my right ear.

"A hard day, Adèle?"

The small hairs on my arms stand up and I jump, immediately turning around and almost faceplanting into Alexey's muscular chest.

I look up to his face and see his brilliant smile. It makes his face look softer and less adult. It also makes the tattoos on his muscular arms look less threatening.

Of course, I love his tattoos, but still, my mother has always forbidden me from getting one and basically made it her life mission to make me feel scared of them.

Thank God she didn't manage to brainwash me completely.

"Um, no, Mr.Bogdanovych." I swallow hard, looking everywhere else except his hypnotic gaze and muscular chest.

Instead, I look down and stare at his black Converse sneakers. I love the brand, but how is he not cold in this time of the year?

I mean, I know he drives a car to school, but school's floor is also quite icy here.

I turn around and march into the classroom, ignoring how his cologne makes me wish I could press against his tight-fitted black jumper and breathe in the heavenly smell.

Alexis has a full-on grin, when I sit next to her.

"Had a pleasant chat?" She asks.

Even though I feel my face becoming hotter by the second, I still don't give in. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

She giggles quietly, but cuts off when Alexey's deep voice rings through the classroom.

The rest of the lesson he doesn't look at me. Even when calling somebody to answer, he never picks me.

Is it because he sees how foolishly falling in love I am with him? Or maybe it is because he...likes me?

No, forget that. And also falling in love with him. You're just a student and you'll never be with him.

Even though I'm really writing down all he's telling us on my notes, I see nothing I've written there.

It feels terrible, but I cannot ignore it. I have feelings for him and I don't know how to contain them. I've never felt anything so strong and bothering, so I'm confused - what do I do?

It's not like I can tell him about my feelings. He'll make me visit the psychologist, in best case scenario.

Worst - he could publicly express his dislike for me and make me ashamed for the rest of my life.

Okay, I personally don't believe he would do so, but you never know.

"You know, if there's something bothering you, I'm here to listen and give an advice." Alexis whisper scares me and I realise, that my knee is jumping up in a very annoying way.

No wonder she just said she'd listen to me. She doesn't like drama and feelings, that's just the kind of girl she is and I don't blame her. It's just easier to live without caring about feelings and all the drama, that every girl, myself included in the past few days, is always involved in.

*Rrrriiinnnggg*

I'm almost ready to spill the tea, when the ring saves me.

What am I even thinking about? No, no, no, forget that over-sharing, Adèle!

"It's okay, Alexis. Thanks, though."

I fake a smile and she returns it, but I can see concern ir her beautiful grey eyes.

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