I never thought that someone could make me laught as Brian did at lunch. We stayed in a rather small restaurant near the university. It was really nice to have someone to talk to.
"Do you want to read what your students wrote to you?" Brian asked me. It totally slipped from my mind that I have "homework" to do. "I think it would be fun, and I teach some of your students, so I guess that this could be a metod to learn something about them, too." "Well, I guess I have nothing to lose. Let's learn about our students!"
I let Brian to open the envelop that contained the papers that my kids wrote today. He was looking like a small child happy and impatient to open his birthday present. I think that he was more exaited than me.
"Alright, I really like this one : "I would describe e as a courios girl that loves to explore, hike and bike.". She has the same passions as me." I said amused. "Well, I guess that this one is really funny! When you asked them to describe themselfs, are you sure that you mention the magic word themselvs?" he asked laughing. "I'm asking beacuse...oh God, I can'! It's too funny!" "Brian, let me see it! I feel awkard now that you are laughing and that I don't really understand why. Please, give me that piece of paper! Brian!"
You are to hot to be a teacher! I mean, man, you look stuning! I would love o hang out some time! Here is my number, beautiful, call me!
Oh, God! I thought that english men are a little bit more respectfull when it comes about a teacher. I was sure that I was redder than my tomates. But Brian didn't seem to observ the embress that I was feeling. He was just laughing. After a moment or two, he noticed my lemon face.
"Oh, come on, Ana! He is a teenage boy! I would have done the same if I was him! You are really preatty so you will receive more compliments from your younger students. It happends to me, but I receive compliments from female students." "Well, you are quite handsome yourself." "One more compliment I will start to think that this is a date."he said laughing. "Are you married, Mr. May?" "Would you like me not to be, wouldn't you?"he smirked. Alright, this was going a little bit to far for me, but, life is short, let's live it! "Well, I must say that I would be sory if you are married." Brian laught and showed me his hand. And there it was the beatiful golden ring on his finger. He was married. Even if I just met the guy, I was a little dissapoined that he was married. After all, he is really handsome.
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Escaping In Your Arms
General FictionWell... how can I began? This story is about a girl who ran away from Roumania in 1967, leaving everyting that she ever had. She arived in England by train, the only safe place from Europe. But there she finds the love of her live and, ironicaly, he...