How to fall in love with your teacher

Chapter one, the begging

Help! Help! I cried
My hands were handcuffed to a wall.I couldn't walk but an inch away before the handcuffs couldn't reach anymore. I kept on crying,and screaming. Hoping that someone could hear me. This all started through jealousy,I thought to myself.
Let's take the story back a month ago. It was after school hours. This day was a Tuesday,fall was coming to a end and winter was starting too fast. My name is Amanda Woods,I am 17 years old. Bleached blonde hair, with light blue eyes,button noise. I'm quite short,only 5,3. Little did I know that because of this day, I would fall in love with my teacher. Our love started when Mr Smith saw me sitting outside the school after school. I was sitting on the ground,knees up to my chest,leaning against the outside of the school. Cold. Cold was all I felt. Legs numb,arms numb, and face burning red. It was about three hours after school. My dad was never this late to pick me up....he must of forgot. I should let you know that my dad is a drinker, and about two years ago my mom got a promotion for her job and had to move to France,when she moved,she took my older brother and left me and my dad together. As I was slowly falling asleep,a heavy snow began to fall, my old coat did a poor job of keeping me warm. I hear the door opening from the school,to frozen to move my head,I just closed my eyes and dreamed of warmth. Amanda?I remember this voice. This was a soft male voice. The voice slowly started to get louder. As I forced my neck up to see who it was, I was surprised to find my chemistry teacher, Mr Smith,has dark brown hair,some streaks have light brown hair. A light stubble beard,that he shaved every other week. And the most beautiful brown eyes. With his black glassesAs he reached his hand out to help me up,I was hesitant at first,but soon let his hand help me up. As I slowly got to my feet, I slipped on some ice onto Mr Smiths chest. Warmth,warmth was all I felt. As he picked me up bridal style and walked me to his car. I was too tired to see what kind of car he had, all I know was that it was silver. As I feel asleep in his arms.