I was standing there in an awkward silence but finally he speaks.
"Ok! Please take a seat fight here in front my desk"
He pointed and guided me to the seat in front of his desk. I sat there feeling so awkward, I was reading a novel for another class and he was just there staring down at me. Then, he finallly spoke.
"There isn't any talking in my class, but to kill the awkward silence let's have some small talk."
"Umm..ok, so what do we talk about?"
"How about you tell me how your first day of being a senior was!"
"Ok, but my senior day isn't over yet"
"Ok then, tell me how it went so far"
"Well it was ok, except for the fact that I have detention for absolutely doing nothing."
He stared in my direction for awhile, and then he speaks.
"Go on, you can leave"
"Really?"
He stayed, silent as I got up and rushed towards the door. I was really going to hate this class.
Then it was the next day and for my first hour, he was there. So when I hot in the class I asked him where our teacher was and he said he was the teacher and that Mr. Snackle, retired.
So for the rest of the day I had kept to myself because me and Glen had NO FREAKING classes together. But it was fine for that day because she wasn't even there.
Then, my 6th hour came along and there was this guy I had to sit next to.
"Hey, you must be new."
"Yea, I just transferred"
"I knew it"
"And how was that possible"
"Well...I would've remembered a beautiful face"
As he called me beautiful he winked at me. My heart flew out the window as I paused not knowing what to say to that, and then it flew back threw and came right back to my chest as I smiled and looked back down doing my work.
I really didn't act this way around guys because well I was never really around guys to ever act this way. I hated this feeling of anxiety rushing over me. I had to deal with it for the rest of the day.
Then, when I came to my locker, someone popped up behind me. Guess who it was? It was the mystery guy from class. As he popped up behind me and grabbed my waist, I gasped I shock and fear. I turned around and let a sigh of relief. As he laughed.
"OMG, you scared me"
"Hahah, really I'm sorry"
"It's okay but for this now you have to tell me you name"
"Really, I liked being mysterious, but a deal is a deal, my name is James, whats yours?"
"Oh, that was not part of the deal"
"A kiss wasn't part of the deal, but I'm really tempted to do that"
"Fine, my name is Sarah"
"Cute name, so why don't I give you a ride home"
"It's ok, I'm just gonna walk"
"Walk, hell no come on I'm giving you a ride home"
So I follow him as we head to his car, and then we pass my first hour class as the teacher looks at us and he kinda looked jealous. I don't really care because James was kind he's carrying my things and he's giving me a ride home.
He unlocked his car, and then I sat down in the car, and the he started his car and we headed off. I don't really take rides from random people, but he wasn't really random. He went to my school and he was in most of my classes.
As soon as we got to federal street, he asked if we could head to his house real quick. So I replied with a kind sure and we went to his place.
We had came up to this beautiful home. He parked the car, and we both got out as he locked the doors. He invited me into his home and I had sat on the comfy seat that was really pretty.
"I love your home."
"Thanks, well I'm going to head upstairs to grab something, don't miss me to much."
"You wish."
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When My Teacher Took My Innocence!
Dla nastolatkówI start to develop feelings for my teacher, and he tell me he loves me and that he cares about me bit I was just a game in his eyes. My innocence was a prize. How could he do this to me.