The Teacher Will See You Now

Waking up

Mr.Tennant just knelt next to me, smiling. He squeezed my hand before asking 'Are you alright Emily?'. I glanced around the room to see the other girls just chatting amongst themselves. I looked back into his eyes, squeezing his hand before letting out 'umhmm. How long was I out for sir?'

He giggled as he pulled me to stand up 'You were only out for 15 seconds. Let me take you to the nurse' He let go of my hand and I dusted myself off. My white knee high socks were covered in dust and fluff. I couldn't even see if there was any dust on my grey pleated skirt. Mr.Tennant raised his voice 'Now girls, I'm going to walk Miss.Kirtley to the school nurse, I want you to go to page 192 in your textbooks, and complete the quiz. I shan't be long'

The girls started flicking through their textbooks, as he placed his hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me out the door. We started to walk along the corridor side by side before he started dusting my back off. He accidentally caught my bum a few times, but I must admit, I didn't mind.

'Sorry, I didn't mean to...to...' he looked away from me. I giggled 'It's alright sir. You were only trying to help. I can't believe I made such a fool of myself'. Mr.Tennant stopped me in the corridor and came down to my level, of 5 foot 5 inches, resting his large hands on my shoulders once more. 'You didn't make a fool of yourself Emily. I understand, it was first day nerves. I'm sure you will settle in well. Now, I'm always here if you need to talk. I believe your quarters aren't that far away from mine?'

I smiled and looked down at the ground 'I believe they aren't'. I gazed back up and he gave a little side smile. 'Right Emily, here is the nurses office. I've got to get back to the class. Will you be alright by yourself?' He stood up and opened the nurses door for me.

'Yes sir. I'll be okay. Thank you for your help sir. I appreciate it' I smile at him as I walk into the office. 'Good girl Emily. Catch you later' he starts to walk away, but I can't help staring at him. The nurse clears her throat as I just stand in the doorway all dreamy eyed.

'What can I do for you dear?' the nurse walked me to her examination table.

'I passed out in Mr.Tennant's class. He says I was out for about 15 seconds. I think he brought me up here so you could check me over.' The nurse walks into a separate room to look for some medication I assume. I cross my legs, but as I do, my shoe falls off under the table. I jump softly off the table and get on my hands and knees to find my shoe. There was a knock at the door, but I paid no attention to it, believing it was another student who needed medical assistance. I then heard a male clear his throat as I reached for my shoe. I stood up and turned around, clutching on to this small black ballet pump. It was another new teacher.

He looked me up and down before saying 'Well aren't you a pretty little thing?'

I dropped my shoe to the floor and slipped it on before looking at the teacher 'Excuse me?'

He walked over to me, pushing his blonde wavy locks behind his ear 'I am a teacher here, so I believe you were meant to say excuse me, sir'. At this moment, I bit my lip, before letting out a small whisper 'excuse me...sir'. He smiled at me, seeing how uncomfortable I was.

The nurse came back out of her medication room 'Here we are Miss Kirtley. Take two of these and your head shall be okay. Ah, Mr.Peters, have you come for your camera?'

Mr.Peters looked at the nurse before saying 'Yes. Did you find it okay to use?' She nodded and passed the camera back to him. He looks back to me 'I believe I haven't met you before. Miss Kirtley...is there a forename to go with that exquisite surname?' He reaches his hand out to me.

'Emily sir. My name is Emily.' I reach my hand out to grab his and he gives me a firm but gentle handshake.

'Well Miss Emily Kirtley, I am Mr.Peters. I am the art teacher here, but I specialise in photography. Specifically modelling photography.' He leans in to whisper in my ear 'and if you don't mind me saying, you have a fantastic body. I would love for you to model for me sometime' Mr.Peters stands back up, staring into my eyes as I bite my lip again.

'I believe I have a class with you next...sir' as I look down and check my timetable. 'Because I am new here, and I just passed out, do you mind if I walk to your class with you and wait till the bell rings for second period?' He smirks at me before letting out a 'Sure'.

I say thank you to the nurse and me and Mr.Peters walk to his art classroom. Who knew what we were going to get up to in there.