And I'm his student.

chapter ten

My mom sits on the couch right in front of us. No doubt I could tell she would soon burst into tears, but she wasn't that kind of woman. In fact she hid all her emotions of sadness and fears when it came down to it.

Especially the day when my father died.

Her gaze was kept on the maroon rug on the floor, "So, were the guys captured?" she mumbled.

I nodded as if she could see me but i knew she felt it.

"Yes, they were immediately caught and sent to jail" Mr.Calvin answered for me. He held my hand tightly away from my moms gaze. 

"well"

I quickly let go of his hand.

My mom looks up, "I'm glad you are alright sweetie, especially that Mr.Calvin was there at the right time"

I smile nervously and nod, 

It was Monday, the clouds swallowed the sky whole. Dark clumps of clouds was everywhere. it was early in the morning and the bell haven't rug. I quickly race for Mr. Calvin's class room before any one could see me.

"Elenore?!" Mr. Calvin took off his glasses, "you startled me"

"I'm sorry Mr. Calvin. Its just that we have been selected to play in the finals at New york city" I almost yell.

He laughs, "Really? wow the whole group will be thrilled to hear this"

I grin, he swiftly closes the classroom door.

''Mr. Calvin what are you doing, you know some one could find us here." grinning to my response, he locks it.

I gulp a big amount of saliva down my throat as if I had been drinking water. Yeah, gross.

He takes his time to make his way to me.

His caramel breathe hits my face; my favorite.

"Mr. Calvin" I whisper.

"Shh" his finger traces my bottom lip. Fire and a sudden urge to kiss him raged over me. 

He leans slowly and pecks my bottom lip. "Your lips are like the lightest pink rose petals I've seen, so soft and heavenly" he whispers against my lips, taunting me. His tongue slowly trace my top lip. "...So sweet"

I wanted to die.

I couldn't bare any longer, I pull on his neck and kiss him.

My hands grab a hold on his hair, his tongue begs for entrance, I let him. His right hand grabs my waist as the other holds the back of my head. Bringing me closer against his body. Carefully he picks me up and seats me on one of the desks. My legs intertwine with his waist. His tongue travels down my neck, I couldn't help but moan.

He quickly covers my mouth and kisses the edge of my ear. I tilt my head back relishing the kisses across my neck. I pull his hand away and reach for his wet lips, I grasp for his shirt trying to take the buttons off, he shakes his head no.

Suddenly there is a knock on the door.

We freeze.

"Mr. Calvin?" the students questions behind the locked door.

Looking straight at me, he lets go of my waist. He places his finger against his mouth to be quiet.

I nod. Carefully I get off the table and fix my shirt. 

Oh god I hope we don't get caught.

"Hide under the table" He whispers.

Quietly I go under his desk and watch from a small hole in the corner. From afar I see him tiding his shirt and opening the door.

"Oh hi Mark, I was busy grading...."

"I just came to turn the essay in" he interrupts Mr. Calvin.

"Oh, ok"

"Yeah I have to go to detention now, see you third period Mr. Calvin" he walks off.

As soon as he left I couldn't help but laugh in relief and because of the frightened stare on Mr. Calvin's face.

He breathes deeply and laughs along, but I could tell by his eyes something was not right.