The Haunting

Chapter 24

Amelia and Vanessa were walking to Sorority Hall in Heckler's Elite Learning Life for Girls Preparatory School, or simply HELL. And lately, with Meredith's disappearance, the threatening texts from an (almost) anonymous 'M,' and Heidi suddenly showing up and being accepted into the Sorority, it literally did feel like Hell.

Amelia looked over at her best fried, who was slightly shorter than she was. Vanessa stood at five foot, nine inches, despite her position on the school's volleyball team. Amelia, albeit a cheerleader, which was supposed to be short, stood at five foot, eleven inches. According to the doctor, she was due to grow a few more inches. Thinking about that made her sigh.

She would forever have to remain as a base instead of a flyer, something she always wanted.

The girls passed Mr. Drew's and Mr. Jenner's rooms. Possibly the two hottest teachers in school. Amelia, of course, and Kayla knew about Vanessa's little secret. Kayla had seen it in action and Amelia had overheard Vanessa talking to him. However, no one (but M, of course) knew about Amelia's secret. And she planned to keep it that way...

So long as M remained true to the promise that she... or he... made.

Amelia looked in Mr. Jenner's room and bit her lip. He had been bent over his desk reading and looked up just then to see her smile. He smirked at her.

Vanessa must have sensed what Amelia was doing because she cleared her throat. Amelia noticed that she'd completely stopped walking just to wave at him. She looked at her best friend, who raised an eyebrow at her. She looked suspicious of Amelia, who was biting her lip. Smirking with a slight sigh, she cut in front of Amelia and into Mr. Jenner's room.

"Mr. Jenner! How's my favorite History teacher?" Vanessa smiled at Mr. Jenner as she walked in.

"Vanessa!" he said as she hugged him without any worries. "Amelia!" He embraced the tall brunette in a hug. Even at their height, he still towered over the two girls. "How are you?" He discreetly kept his arm around Amelia's waist, almost subconsciously.

"I'm good!" Vanessa smiled confidently as always. Amelia wished she was as confident as the girl that stood before her. "How about you?"

"I'm great," he said with a smile. He looked over at Amelia. "And you, Amy?"

"Amy?" she asked, offended.

"I thought it would be a cute nickname for you," he chuckled, smirking.

"Oh," she sighed in relief. Turning red, she looked at her shirt and pretended to pick a piece of lint off.

Vanessa eyes gleamed as she said, "Oh! I just remembered that I have to go turn in a permission slip to Mr. Drew next door. And then I have to go help out Ms. Randolph with setting up for the freshman geometry class. So, yeah. Bye, Mr. Jenner!"

"Bye, Vanessa," he said with a wave. Amelia was about to leave when Vanessa frowned at her. She noticed her sudden change of a facial expression and smiled quickly.

"No, Lia!" Lia was the Vanessa's nickname for Amelia. "Stay. You'll be bored."

"But-" Vanessa cut her off.

"Stay, seriously," she said. She still had a smile, but her voice was completely serious.

Amelia sighed and watched the brunette run out of the room in the direction of Mr. Drew's room, her black Gucci bag at her elbow. Mr. Jenner followed and closed the door behind Vanessa.

"She's pretty," he decided. Amelia felt herself reluctantly frown. "But not nearly as gorgeous as you are. You're probably the most gorgeous person ever."

"I'm probably not," Amelia sighed, her big brown eyes finding the floor as she brightened.

"You are. And that's why I lo-" He stopped abruptly. "That's why I like you," he said hastily.

"You like me 'cause I'm pretty?" she asked. 'Well, that's shallow,' she thought.

"What? No! I mean, yes! I mean..." He paused, collecting his thoughts. "I love the fact that you don't see how beautiful you are. Your modesty is so lovely."

Half of the girls at the Sorority barely knew their own "Pretty-Level." If what he just admitted was true for what guys think of girls in general, than the Sorority Girls must be beyond gorgeous.

Except for Heidi, of course.

She looked down again, blushing furiously. 'Damn blush. Damn shyness,' she thought about herself.

Mr. Jenner walked over to the doors and closed the screen windows so that no one can see inside or outside. Then he walked over to Amelia and kissed her fiercely.

His hands trailed down to her waist and up her shirt, grabbing her tight stomach gently. She grabbed his tie and pulled him to his chair, never once letting go of his lips. She pulled away once to push him into his chair and straddled him, kissing him harder this time.

Mr. Jenner grabbed her hips and Amelia became suddenly eager. She knew at Lucky the other night that she was ready, but he thought she was drunk.

She was drunk, but nonetheless completely aware.

She grabbed his belt and unbuckled it with shaking hands. He smiled against her lips and helped her with his belt. After that, she unzipped his jeans and yanked them down a little.

They kissed passionately in the classroom, and Amelia didn't have a care in the world as she made love to the man she was looking for her whole life.

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Amelia's cell phone vibrated as she left the classroom.

'1 NEW MESSAGE' it read. She opened it and it went straight to the text.

Amelia Bedelia, will you not learn? Your history with the teacher was fun, but now it's too completely troublesome.

Amelia Bedelia, haven't you heard?

If you don't break up with him, the world will know about your dark sin.

Have fun!

XOXO, M

Another text came through.

I hope you're on the pill, BT-dubs. Mr. Jenner's didn't seem to have a condom.

XOXO, M

"Fuck," Amelia whispered.