~Emily~
The rest of the class went by slowly, and I was anxiously waiting for it to be over. Finally, the bell rang, and all the students started leaving. I stood next to my desk, waiting for all the students to leave. Mr. Mendes closed the door, and returned to his desk. His brown eyes bored into mine, as he smiled a little. My face turned a shade darker, as he inched closer to me.
"You're so beautiful." He whispered, looking me up and down.
He stopped, realizing what he was doing. His face dropping, as he pulled away.
"No! It's okay!" I said, surprising myself by grabbing his wrist.
"I can't..." He replied.
My eyes dropped, and my head hung low. I felt his fingertips slide under my chin, lifting my head up.
"But it doesn't I won't." He said, and began to lean in.
I closed my eyes, and his lips touched mine softly. I ran my hands through his thick curls, and his hands fell to my waist.
"I shouldn't have done that." He said, as we pulled back.
"Nope." I giggled, resting my forehead against his.
We stayed there for a few minutes, before I pulled back.
"I gotta go." I told him, and he nodded.
I kissed the tip of his nose, and walked towards the door.
"Thanks Mr. Mendes!" I said, waving at him.
"Call me Shawn!" He called, chuckling.
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Fanfiction"Emily, could you please stay after class?" Mr. Mendes asked from across the room. My head shot up, and I looked at him. His eyes bore into mine, his face stern, but still looked soft at the same time. "Uhmm, sure." I spoke quietly and gently, going...
