Sasha looks down at the needy girl as she paws at her blouse. Knowing what Shea wanted so she could escape her current emotional state. As much as she wants to sit Shea down like she usually does, and instigate her about her feelings. She's going against her own morals, but the girl in front of her needs her.
Sasha leans down crashing their lips together once again earning a gasp from Shea as she rubs her through her underwear. Suddenly her lips were meeting Shea's tears as they fell to her mouth. Sasha stops what she's doing instantly, "No please don't stop I need your touch." Shea whines through thick tears as she forces herself to kiss the older woman, "No." Sasha whispers as she continues to kiss Shea. Sasha breaks the kiss, and pulls her into her long arms on the supply closet floor as Shea cries into her blouse leaving tear stains, but she doesn't care, "He hates me." Shea whispers attempting to keep her voice down knowing someone could walk through the classroom door any second, "Who does?" Sasha asks while rubbing the other girls back, "He said he doesn't wanna see me anymore while he's sick." Shea lets out a gasp as if she's been holding her breathe, "What the fuck?" Sasha whispers as she looks down at the blubbering girl in her lap, "Ugh all I ever do is cry anymore." Shea scolds herself from embarrassment, "You're allowed to cry that's so fucked up." Sasha whispers as she stares at the wall across the room in shock. Knowing all Shea ever does is care for her father, and this is how he treats her?
Sasha reminds herself that she's supposed to be comforting Shea. She cradles the young girl for a while till they both hear the five minute warning lunch bell. Shea quickly wipes away her tears, and stands up, "I'm sorry for the." Shea points towards Sasha's blouse, "Oh no don't worry about it love." Sasha smiles as she pokes at the wet stains, "They'll dry it's a good thing you didn't wear any makeup." Sasha smiles lightly as she escorts Shea out of the closet, and into the classroom, "I'll see you later." Shea quietly says as she busts through Sasha's classroom door with blood shot eyes rushing to her next class.
Shea hurries from Sasha's classroom avoiding eye contact with oncoming students heading in the opposite direction as her. Maneuvering through sharp elbows, and lingering feet with the intention of most likely tripping her. She rushes to Miss Gemini's classroom as the bell rings throughout the school. Shea chooses a seat at the far end of the now crowded class room she never understood why Miss Gemini's class was so popular. All she does is assign useless projects that a two year old could do in their sleep, but she doesn't fuss over it because she chose to be here. Shea would never admit it to Sasha, but she misses her way of doing things.
Shea pulls out her sculpture that Miss Gemini told the class to work on till the end of the month, "I see you're almost done." Miss Gemini teases as she walks by Shea's table with crossed arms, "Well the assignment wasn't exactly a challenge?" Shea replies with attitude in her tone. Miss Gemini crosses her arms, and smirks, "Shea it isn't about the complication of the assignment. It's about what you put into it... what it says about you. Or what you want it to say either way that's why I'm giving everyone a whole month. Students are still trying to make an outline of what they want to create. And right now you're assignment is saying you're plain and simple. I'd recommend that you start over." Shea blinks as furry settles in the pit of her stomach, and looks around the room at the shocked faces as they look towards Miss Gemini then at Shea some with their mouths slightly open, and some with very wide eyes. She looks back at her teacher with disgust as she walks to the other end of the room. Shea couldn't take the embarrassment any longer she decides to leave grabbing her bag on her way out of the room slamming the door behind her

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Deception- Two
FanfictionSixteen year old Shea didn't plan on moving to a white suburban neighborhood at the other side of the country, but she had no choice. She also didn't plan on falling in love with her teacher.