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Teacher Fluff part 4 Finale

When the young woman awoke, she was surprised to find herself in her own bed.
She went downstairs, and found both men from last night gone, but her brother still asleep.

Quickly, she realised who placed her in bed, and blushed, before going back to her room to have a mental fight montage.

All day she waited for a text from her crush? Whatever he was to her.
Anyway, she waited, wondering if she should text him.
Just as he was doing the same.

Some miles away, in a shared home while gradding papers from another class, the male was wondering if he should text her or if she would text him.

Suddenly late that Sunday night a text came to the girls phone, and she nearly jumped out of her skin with excitement hoping it was him, and almost freaking out when it was him.

It read:
"I want to talk about what happened tomorrow after class. Is that okay with you?"
Nervously, she answered with shaking hands, and teary eyes:
"Yeah, it's okay with me."

She placed her phone on the faded crimsion paint of a nightstand beside her bed, and hid under covers having into a white bear as her mind opened a wormhole of shit that most likely wasn't true.

"Of course he doesn't want to be with me." She thought "It would be to dangerous, and look at me.."

She wished she had bigger boobs, a nicer personality, a prettier face, she wished she was loveable.
She told herself it would always be like this, and a matter of time before everyone else in her life began to forget about her.

She didn't notice she was crying, or her brother walking in.
"Sis?" Alfred said rushing over to the lump in the blankets.
"Sis what's wrong?"

"Nothing go away." She sobbed out.

Trying to quickly play it off so that he wouldn't be mad, and to save herself any embaressment.

"Is it about Gil?" The older brother said furrowing his eyebrows.
"What?" The girl said getting out of the covers.
"What did he do to you?"
"How do you know?"
"He told me." Alfred hesitated "What happened the other day."

"Oh." The blonde girl blushed,
"I mean prompts to him, Mathias and I planned for something to happen with the turning the heat off up here for the night, and hiding the blankets." He cut himself off seeing a the deadly glare the girl gave him.

There was a moment, of silence before the young woman said:
"Get out."

"Maddie-"

"Get out!" The woman sobbed a little louder, grabbing a pillow when the man wouldn't move.
She began to hit the male with the pillow.

"You stupid brother get out! Get out!"

She said hitting the man with the pillow as he backed up a bit, but didn't leave.
Then when she was done, he held her as she cried, telling him her woes.

The next day the woman braced herself for any heartbreak that was going to happen.
After class she stayed behind, and walked to the front of the room where the older man stood, watching her.

"Hey." She said with a soft smile, setting her books on anearby desk.

"Hey." The man responded with the same loving soft smile.

"I want this to work." Gilbert said, taking the girls hands into his.
"Gil.." the woman sighed.
"Your job though, I see how passionate you are with teaching, I can't risk something that makes you happy just because of me."

"It's something for me as well.
Maddie, I've loved you for two years now. I was willing to ask you when you graduated, but after last night. We both know nothing can be the same."

"If we get caught though, you could be in so much trouble."

"I don't plan to tell the world about us yet, we can hide this. We can try as us, not as a teacher, and student, and this sounds like a bad porno."

The young woman let out a small chuckle, as she met the males red eyes.
"I guess what I'm trying to say." Gilbert said smiling at the girls contagious smile
"Can we try?"

The young woman nodded.
"Yeah."

"Really?" Gilbert said smiling a little wider.
"Yeah." The girl said again, before the white haired man kissed the young woman's lips quickly.

"Shit, you're gonna be late for your next class." Gilbert said seeing the clock from thebcorner of his eye.

"Shit." Matilda said, gathering her things, that she left on the side of the nearby old desk.

Gilbert grabbed a sticky note from his desk, and quickly wrote down a pass.
Leaning on his desk, as he watched the woman rush out of the classroom looking back before she went out the door to wave.

Does their first date you might ask, but if you didn't then suck it up you're going to hear that, they went out that weekend, and Gilbert learned that the woman was insanely good at table hockey.