In love with my teacher//Raulson

High school

(Lilly's p.o.v)

It would be my first day without my favorite teacher, Mrs.Wendy. There was a mishap with an experiment and rumor has it, she can't see anymore. The thought of it made my stomach turn. Students left crying scarred for life by what they'd seen, I was gonna really miss her.

I woke up at around 4:30 am and couldn't sleep. Every time I tried to I kept having nightmares about what happened to her so I just decided to stay awake instead.

I picked up my phone and scrolled down Instagram until I encountered a picture of my ex-boyfriend and his new boo. Memories transversed for a second before I snapped out of it and remembered what he'd done to me. 

I scrolled down and clicked on her username, I wanted to see my replacement. She was beautiful, she had big light green eyes, kind of looked unrealistic but they were gorgeous, she had light freckles and light brown hair, she was beautiful.

I exited off of her page and scrolled on a picture of coffee posted by my best friend at 4:34 am; that meant she was up. I closed Instagram and texted her.

"Hey." I texted

"Hey babe, what are you doing up?"

"Couldn't sleep🤷🏻‍♀️."

"Why?"

"You already know."

"Oh, yeah, I'm sorry babe, I know she was your fav teacher🙁."

"Yea, it's good."

"Alright bitch, I'm going to sleep, gn."

"Gn."

I sighed and sat my phone down. I thought back to when I had no friends and she let me sit in her room and eat lunch. Or when I was being bullied and she stood up for me. Or all those times my dad would be drunk and she let me go over her house.

I looked at the clock and it read 4:50 AM, I didn't realize I was thinking for so long. My phone lit up with a notification from Snapchat. It was from my boy best friend, Evan. I opened it up and I saw a picture of what I believed was Mrs.Wendy.

Her eyes were covered in skin, they just weren't there anymore, just skin, wrinkly skin. I instantly felt bad. Literally. I felt like I was gonna throw up. I took a screenshot for another time. My eyelids were getting heavy but I shook it off, I couldn't keep myself awake for long though.

My alarm went off at 6:00 AM sharp. I groggily got up and took a shower. I settled on a blouse and pants. 

"LILLY." My dad screamed

"YES?!" I screamed back

"HURRY UP AND GET DOWN SO I CAN GO TO WORK." He said

I had my own car and everything but he wanted to make sure I was ready and ok before he left: he was such a sweetheart when he wasn't drunk...but when he was; he was a completely different person.

I don't blame him though, my mom died 2 years ago and that's about when he started drinking, I don't blame him though, who knows what I would've done if I was in his shoes.

I really missed that woman. She was my everything aside from my dad. My dad's...well...half of my everything. 

I ran downstairs and greeted my dad with a hug. He mumbled something before he walked out of the door. I checked the fridge for something to eat and decided to settle for an apple. 

"Dude you have to come to school, RIGHT NOW, your ex and his new girlfriend are about to fight😂." Evan texted

"WHAT?! Like a fistfight?!."

"No silly, apparently he cheated."

"I don't know why she's so surprised, that's typical him, she should've seen it coming."

"Yeah, it's like he can't have one girlfriend at one time."

"Alr I'm coming in a second." I texted.

As soon as I sent that text I knew I wasn't even going to try to be there to witness it, it would bring back memories I didn't wanna think about. I walked over to my couch and turned on the news. "Acid accident at Briarcliff High" Read the title flashing before me. Thinking of the pic I  saw earlier, I flipped channels.

I flipped to Zoey 101, it was one of my favorite childhood series, mainly because Zoey was always so attractive to me. I sat back and watched it until it was time to go. I looked at the clock and it read 7:20.

I decided to go a little early to see who this new teacher was. She sounded old and mean, I hoped I was wrong but something told me I wasn't.

I walked out of the door to greet my grey 2016 Honda which looked more run-down than I did. I hopped in and began my dreadful drive to school. Here we go.

Hi! My name is Dominique, and I have a crush on Raulson, I'm just staring so sorry if I'm a crappy writer, it's short because I wanna see where this goes. If I get some support from it and I know for sure that people wanna see more I'll update but until then, see you on the other side 🖖🏻🖖🏻🖖🏻