"I told you I was going to get you. You can't run away from me Princess." he says with a tight grip on my shoulders that were pinned to the wall.
"F*ck you ! You're crazy. I thought you were a better person but you're just a crazy as* psycho!. LET G...
Talk. I didn't want to. Ugh, I hated talking to Mr.Clark in private. He was odd enough as is.
He licked lips and turned around to walk back to his desk without even hearing my answer. As if it didn't matter. What if I was to say no to talking to him.
But I guess I didn't really have a choice, I was talking to him after class.
During class, he kept staring at me and smiling. How was I the only one noticing this? But of course, the girls were busy looking at him and the boys were busy looking at the girls. How would anyone else notice... Jayce would have...
I try to think about something else and the only thing that would come to my mind was Jayce. I turned around to look at his desk for the tenth time as if that would have brought him back to his spot. I turned back around only to catch Mr.Clark staring again, this time, more seriously, jaw slightly clenched.
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And then when he realized I was looking at him too, he smiled, AGAIN!
WHY THE FUCK ARE SMILING?!? WHAT'S SOOOOO AMAZING IN LIFE BRO??!?!?! I just wanted to yell that at his face. I try to remain calm. If he wouldn't stop staring then I would stop catching him. I take a fucking oath to not look at him until the bell rings.
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**Bell rings**
If it was any other period, I would have been so happy to hear that sound. But at the moment, it meant talking to Mr.Clark.
I take a deep breathe and start walking up to his desk after the last student left.
"You wanted to talk sir?" I say.
He semi smiles and smirks. He gets up from his chair behind his desk and walks towards me making me take a step back. He then sits right in front of me, on his desk.
"Call me Noah." he says.
"Oh,... Alright..." I say. What else was I suppose to say. "Well, Noah, you wanted to talk?" I ask once again.
"Yes, but only because you wanted to talk." Noah! says. Can't forget to call him NOAH of course haha, (note to sarcasm).
And in which universe did I ask to speak to him?? "Um... I'm sorry, I don't remember saying that..." I simply say.
He says "Well, you didn't say directly, but that's what your eyes said.".
What..... Wait... What.... Come again.... So you speak eyes now huh? The fuck !?!?
"I'm sorry, I don't unders-" I was cut off by him saying "You know what you don't even need to talk, I can have a conversation with your eyes.". He finishes that with a smile.
What the fuck was going on...? Was he out of his mind. Who speaks like that to their students? Better yet, to ANYONE they hardly know?!? The only ones who that shit are... psychos.
