I Love You, Mr Roberts

Chapter One

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock. I hated mornings and school. This year is my Junior year. I wish it was my senior year. This year was the year that I start looking at colleges and actually figuring out what I wanted to do with my life. I had no clue what I wanted to do with my life though. All I knew is that I didn't want to work at a business place like an accountant.

I got up and did everything I needed to do. I then put on my skinny jeans, plain white t-shirt, and black converses. I put my hair in a ponytail and then rushed downstairs. Nobody was up yet... not even my older brother. He went to college... sometimes. I grabbed an apple and started to eat it. I looked at my phone to see if I got any notifications. I didn't have any, so I grabbed my backpack and left the house. I began to walk to school. The walk was 15 minutes long.

"Hey!" Someone screams behind me. I turn around and saw a girl running towards me.

"Uh hi." I say. I was new to the school because I got kicked out of my other school.

"Are you the new girl who got kicked out?" She asks.

"Uh, yeah."

"Cool, my name is Willow. We are now best friends from now on." She says and I smile.

"Oh okay."

"What is your name new girl."

"Tyler. It is a weird name but I guess it works for me. By weird I mean it is usually used for a boy."

We finally get to school and I look over my schedule. Willow had every class with me. I liked that we did because now I don't need to talk to anyone else. I am to socially awkward. We both had English first. We walked to English and I sat beside her.

"What is the teacher like?" I ask her.

"Eh, Mr. Williams is okay. Mr. Roberts is hot. He is like 28 but he is the hottest teacher we have here. A lot of girls flirt with him. He sometimes flirts back but it is rare." She says.

"Oh, that is cool. I'm not into the whole teacher thing." I tell her.

"Oh, you kind of seemed like a girl who would be interested."

"What h-how?"

"Because you seem like the shy girl who draws a lot. Who falls in love with someone she shouldn't. You also seem a little kinky, if you know what I mean." I began to blush and then a tall man walks into the room. He had dark black hair and bright green eyes. He was a little pale and had stretched ears.

"I thought you said he was eh."

"Oh, that is Mr. Roberts. I guess Mr. Williams forgot to come to school again. He is 63 and has memory issues. The school doesn't want to fire him though because it would be rude. Mr. Roberts always has this period free, so he is our teacher." She explains.

"That makes sense." I say.

"Yup, damn he looks hotter today." She says and I giggle.

He did look really hot today. I looked over at him and he looked at me. We just stared at each other until the bell rang. I looked down and he began to start class.

"Okay class, I am not really sure what he was doing for this week. We are just going to watch Netflix. What show are we on?" He asks.

"Uh, I believe we were watching New Girl." A student says.

He begins to play New Girl on the projector.

I opened my eyes as I hear two people calling my name. I sit up and see Willow and Mr. Roberts. I must have fell asleep while watching New Girl.

"I am so sorry. I didn't mean to fall asleep." I tell them.

"It is fine. You should go to your second period." He tells me.

"Uh, yeah." I say and stand up. Willow and I walk out of his class.

We were now going to art class. Mr. Roberts taught art class. We walked inside the classroom and the bell rang. We take a seat and then Mr. Roberts runs into the classroom.

"Sorry class, was trying to wake up a stu-" He starts to say and then sees me. "A-anyways onto this weeks assignment. We are going to do a free style project. You can draw or paint anything you want. The grade is 50 points because it has to be a big drawing slash painting. If not then you will receive half the points. If you have a problem with the assignment then just come talk to me about it." He says.

Everyone takes out their sketch books and I was just sitting there. I didn't know what to do. I looked at Willow and saw her starting to draw a cat. I got out of my seat and went over to Mr. Roberts desk.

"I am new and I don't have a sketchpad with me." I tell him and he looks up at me.

"Oh, uh, I guess I can let you borrow mine until you get your own." He says and hands me his.

"Okay, thank you." I tell him and then return to my seat.

Willow looks at me and her eyes widen.

"Damn, he never lets anyone use his. He doesn't even show people what he draws. I don't even know if he can." She says and we both giggle.

I turn to the first page and my eyes widens. I shut the sketchbook and look over to see Mr. Roberts holding in his laughter. I looked back at the sketch book and started to look through it. It had mostly naked girls. I was so confused on why he would give this to me. The bell rings and I go to his desk. Everybody was out of the classroom and it was just him and I alone.

"Why would you hand this to me whenever you used up all the pages?" I ask him.

"Because I never drawn a student before but you are just so beautiful." He says and my eyes widens.

"I will not pose for you naked! I could get in trouble and so can you."

"No one will know. I want to take photos of you though.  I will pay you a lot of money."

"No, I can't. I am sorry but I will not get kicked out of another school again." I tell him. I slam the sketch book on the desk and leave his classroom.

I was finally home. My brother was cooking dinner as my mom was trying to clean some stuff up. My dad was watching last nights hockey. I set my backpack on the floor and sit down at a chair.

"How was your first day, sweetie?" She asks.

"It was good." I tell her.

I missed him. I truly missed the one person who understood me.

"Look I know this is a lot but it is for the best. Tomorrow you can't go to school..." She says

"What?"

"You have to go to court." She says and my eyes widen.

"I thought the school wasn't going to press charges on him. The deal was he just fired and I get kicked out."

"Well some student told the police and now it is going to court."

"Oh." I say.

I was not ready for tomorrow at all. I hated this. I didn't want to see him like that. It will kill me.