Prompt: Student Carley and teacher Lee. Make her obsessed with him.
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She couldn't believe it. She wanted to tell someone, like her friends, but they would probably just laugh at her and call her insane. She didn't even know what was wrong with herself. She was surely going crazy, and she didn't know what to do. She needed professional help. No teenager should feel this way.
She was in love with her history teacher, Mr. Everett.
Her friends, her parents, hell everyone would call what she was feeling disgusting and unnatural. They would probably try to convince her that all she was feeling was a silly crush, but it was more than that. Oh, it was much more.
Every single time that she would walk into his classroom, she would flash him a huge smile, not caring who saw. The teacher would smile back, assuming that Carley was like this towards all of her other teachers as well.
She had to admit, she never thought that she'd be in love with a damn teacher. She always hated them, and despised how they thought that they could take control of her. But as for Mr. Everett, he was different. She wouldn't mind if he wanted to take control. She knew it sounded disgusting, but it was true to her.
There was something about him that no other teacher seemed to have. There was something about the way he taught, something about the way that his chocolate brown eyes sparkles when he told the class that everyone passed a quiz that they had taken last class.
Whenever people would talk trash about him, she wouldn't think twice about sticking up for him. All of the other kids would look at her like she was a freak when she did this. Why would she stick up for a teacher?
Carley had payed close attention to everything about him as he taught. He didn't wear a wedding band, thank god. It somehow made her feel better to know that he wasn't going to go home after work and make love to some beautiful woman.
She knew was obsessed. But she liked to call it love. But she knew deep down they the feelings weren't mutual. Carley could tell that Mr. Everett was a great guy, one who wouldn't sneak around with a student. In a way, she sort of wished he was that type of guy though.
Whenever she would have these disgusting thoughts, she would try to shake them away. This wasn't going anywhere. It was stupid to be pining over a teacher that couldn't and wouldn't love you back.
Most people would laugh at her use of the word love and tell her that she was too young too feel that type of emotion. But she didn't care what other thought. She knew how she felt more than anyone else.
Sometimes, she even had herself convinced that these thoughts were nasty. And yet, she still thought them, and led herself to believe that soon he would feel the same way.
Sometimes she'd stay after school for "extra help", but what the teacher didn't know was that she was staying to spend time with him.
What could she say? She was stuck on Mr. Everett. Even if he was grown and out of her reach. She knew that if anyone heard, she'd be classified as a freak. But at this point, she could care.
