Tutor and Tutee (Deleting)

Chapter Fourteen

I was really happy when Nate confessed to me, trust me. But of course, there were gonna be problems. Like how we were going to have to keep our relationship a secret because everyone in school was homophobic. It was annoying!
Of course, there were also our study sessions, but there lies another problem. I couldn't concentrate because of Nate! Whenever we would have our study sessions, instead of seating on my chair, I would be pulled onto his lap. Not that I didn't like it but it was interrupting our study sessions.
Sure, we could act like a couple and all but I doubted Nate was even paying attention when I was talking and I had proof! Whenever I tried to teach him—no, before we even began our session, Nate would hug my waist after pulling me onto his lap. And in the middle of trying to teach him, he would kiss my back at times! I couldn't help but stop teaching and blush at his actions.
Right now, he was doing the same thing to me but we already ended our session an hour ago.
I couldn't believe he was this clingy! It was cute, of course, but I didn't like the fact that I was sensitive to anyone who touches me gently or tickle me! I could feel his lips on my clothed back whenever he kisses me!
"N-Nate, I don't mind you doing this but I would appreciate it if you don't do it when we're studying," I said as I looked back at him with a light blush.
"I blame you," he said as he placed another kiss near my shoulder blade.
"Huh? What are you talking about? What did I do?"
"I blame you for being cute."
I blushed and kept quiet only for him to continue talking.
"I could just eat you up if you allow me to."
There was a hint of seductiveness in his voice. I looked back at him only to see him licking his lips.
I was mentally slapping my hand against my forehead. He knew that we just started dating, right? No idiot would just go straight to having sex after confessing to someone!
I turned to him only to punch his shoulder gently. "We just started dating, you idiot!"
"I was joking," Nate laughed and pecked my lips. "You're so cute."
"Shut up . . ." I blushed. "Stop telling me that I'm cute."
"You can't deny something that's true," Nate said with a chuckle.
"So . . . if I told you that you were adorable, would you deny it?"
Nate looked at me for a moment before smiling. "If that's what you think about me, I won't deny it."
I smiled at him and kissed him, only for him to pull me down onto the bed as we separated out lips only to cuddle with each other. We laughed and talked until we were tired before drifting off to sleep in each other's arms.

Before we knew it, a week has passed.
We were all waiting for Mr. Thomas to arrive so that we could begin class. When we heard footsteps getting nearer to the classroom, everyone settled down. Usually, if it was another teacher, students wouldn't care. But it was Mr. Thomas. He was a really nice teacher but he doesn't like loud chattering noises coming from bratty students like us.
If we get him mad, we'll get shouted at. And trust me—if you were in our school, you could literally hear his loud scolding even if you were on the forth floor. We were on the second floor, so doesn't it sound scary to say that you could still hear his screams even though your class was far away from ours?
The teacher who appeared wasn't Mr. Thomas, and every student just stared at the new teacher, afraid that even if it wasn't Mr. Thomas, he could be like him.
Instead of a blunt afternoon greeting, the new teacher smiled at us before greeting us. He introduced himself as Mr. William with a smile that made all the girls in class swoon.
Sure, he was quite good-looking for a guy, but let's be honest. I think Nate looks better than him. No offense to Mr. William.
He told us that he was our new biology teacher, which made everyone cheer as no one liked a strict man like Mr. Thomas. I didn't find Mr. Thomas that bad but seeing him yell at some of my classmates sent shivers down my spine. I wouldn't know what to do if I was being yelled at because I didn't finish any of his homework.
Mr. William told us that we could do our own things since he was a new teacher and wanted to go easy on us as this was his first appearance in school. Girls would ask him his age, if he had a girlfriend and stuff like that. We found out that he was thirty years old and that he didn't have a girlfriend or a wife. Sucks to be him, I guess.
While the girls were crowding around the teacher's table, flirting with an oblivious Mr. William, I glanced over to Nate who was hanging out with his buddies. I couldn't approach him because it would cause a scene and I didn't want that. So being a lonely anti-social, I just slumped in my seat and took out a book to read.
I couldn't help but also glance at Mr. William while I was reading. Once he noticed, he would just smile at me. But something tells me that there was something bad about him.
While the girls were busy talking and flirting with him, he would smile back at them before staring at me for a few seconds occasionally. I didn't know if I was seeing things but I'm sure I wasn't.
I tried my best to ignore him and continued reading my book, but I could feel his gaze through the thick pages of the book. It was creepy . . .
Once the girls finally returned to their places, he would just stare at me and no one would notice. The girls were busy talking to each other about girl stuff and the guys would hang around Nate. Some girls would even try to flirt with the guys. But I felt really uncomfortable, knowing that Mr. William was staring at me. And there was a huge smirk on his face, telling me that I should avoid him . . .