Chapter 7

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Fionna's P.O.V

He kissed me.

At first I was shocked, but then enjoyed it. I kissed him back. He was good at this, unlike Flame Prince when we were younger. Ugh, to sloppy FP, keep that tongue in your own mouth! In the moment I forget that he was my teacher, but soon enough I have to snap back into reality. This is my teacher, not some highschool guy. I pushed off of him.

"I'm sorry. I can't. This isn't right," I said.

"Wait, it's ok. No one has to know," he sounded desperate.

I was desperate too. I wanted more, but I knew this isn't right.

"Mr. Abadeer, this isn't really legal. I mean you're my teacher and I'm your

student," I said.

"I know Fionna, but I can't help it. You're an amazing person. I can't get you out of my head,'' he said.

I blushed a little.

"Neither can," I said.

"Look we can keep this a secret, no one has to know. You're going to be out of highschool in a few months. Then we can tell people that we are together," he said.

He didn't have a smirk on his face, he was serious. Mr. Abadeer is different from all the other boys, I Wanted him. I thought about what he said.

"Ok. If we don't do this I think I might go crazy," I said with a smile.

"OH thank glob you said yes. Can I see your phone for a minute?" He asked.

I gave him my phone while he was typing something. A minute later he gave it back to me and I saw he put his number in my phone. But get this, his contact name was THE SEXY BEAST THAT YOU CAN''T GET OVER.

I laughed a little and he said," Well it's true."

I turned around to face the dark, empty house. I closed Mr. Abadeer's door and said goodbye to him.

"Oh, Fionna," he said behind me.

I walked up to the car door and he rolled down the door.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Call me Marshall when we are out of school. Mr. Abadeer sounds weird when you call me it," he said.

I liked the name Marshall. It suit his appearance pretty well. His jet black hair was a little messy and he had a red jacket on. He looked like he could be in high school.

"Ok, Marshall,'' I said.

He was right. Marshall sounded better than Mr. Abadeer.

"Oh and Fionna,'' he said.

"Yeah?'' I asked.

"See you in class Monday,''he said with a wink.

I smiled and we said our goodbyes. I stood in front of the house for awhile. I can't believe it.

I am going out with my teacher.

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