♡The Teacher♡

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You got out of the shower, letting out a sigh as you walked into the room. You made your way to your closet, picking out a pretty dress before moving over to lay it on the bed. You ran over to your chest of drawers, opening the top compartment and fetching yourself a pair of clean underwear.

You were tired, and you wanted to stay in bed and sleep - but your job would not allow it. You worked as a kindergarten teacher, and despite the fact that you were always tired, you loved your job.

You taught many kids, even tutoring two children that had famous parents. Paris, and Prince, were the children of the one and only - Michael Jackson. You were the best at what you did, and when Michael had come to hear of you - he had asked to see you.

Of course, he trusted you with his children - mainly because you were an honest, and kind, person. You had been teaching Michael's children for over a month now, and you had developed a special relationship with them. Don't get the wrong idea, you loved all of the kids that you taught, but Prince and Paris were special. They liked you very much, and they always wanted to be around you.

Once you had gotten dressed, you turned around to look at yourself in the full length mirror. You bit your lip as you studied your reflection.

You wanted to look presentable, especially since Michael had promised that he was going to drop the kids with you today.

Most of the time, a driver would drop the children off with you - and so you hardly ever cared about your appearance. But now that Michael was to be there - you wanted to look good.

Yes, it not already obvious - you had a huge crush on Michael, but not because he was famous.

You had developed a strong liking for him when you saw the way he was whenever children were around. He had such a kind soul.

At present moment, you still hadn't figured out whether Michael liked you back or not - he was an enigma. He would smile at you a lot, and a few times, you'd even noticed that he was blushing. But at the end of the day, you wrote it off as your wild imagination.

"I'll just go like this," you whispered to your reflection before making your way over to the bed, where your handbag was seated. You grabbed it and checked to see if you had everything.

Once you were satisfied, you walked out of the room - being sure to shut the door behind you.

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You stood at the doorway of your classroom, watching as the kids entered. You fiddled with your fingers as you waited, feeling rather nervous.

Suddenly, you saw a black car pull up into the driveway, catching your attention. Your heart began to race Michael got out, followed by his kids.

Everyone had begun to stare, and you knew that it was only a matter of time before the media showed up. Michael held Prince's hand in one - and Paris' in the other.

Several moments passed before the children noticed you, pulling their hands away from Michael as they ran up to you. The both hugged you tightly, giggling away.

"(Y/N)!" Paris exclaimed, a wide smile on her face.

"(Y/N)!" Prince grinned, looking up at you. "Daddy has something that he wants to ask you!" he exclaimed.

As Michael approached you, his eyes widened when he heard his son's words.

"I'm sorry," Michael laughed softly. "He's a little excited,"

"I know the feeling," you responded before Paris and her brother ran into the classroom. Once they had done so, you cleared your throat nervously. "So...you wanted to...ask me something?" you raised an eyebrow slightly, desperately hoping that you hadn't done anything wrong.

"Uh...yeah," he bit his lip, nodding. "I was wondering if...you'd-"

Michael was cut off by the sounds of loud screaming, and the relentless snaps of the cameras all around. His face fell as he sighed, shaking his head slightly.

"I should go now," his eyes lingered on you. "I'll just ask you...this afternoon," he smiled a little before turning around and rushing toward his car.

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I know this sucked, but I tried my best!
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Isha♡
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