Life Upside Down (Teacher/Student Relationship)

Chapter 9

*Ariel Collins*

 My day started in the worst way possible. As I woke up, I had scratches all over my legs because Heaven probably was in the mood for playing. I had to change my outfit twice 'cause I spilled milk on the first one and coffee on the other. So I settled for a dress since all my jeans were due to cleaning and unfortunately the scratches were so bad that even a blind man could see them! 

After I wore a jean jacket to cover my fresh tattoo that shouldn't be visible on the sun, I headed out to school with Ollie. On the way over, Ollie protested that what I was doing wasn't exactly right since he was our teacher and it would be extremely risky to date him. On boys subject my self esteem was so low so my back up plan was to tell her that I didn't might interest him in the slightest and he was just playing me to get me to be a better person or whatsoever.

On the first classes I tried hard to keep up with the teacher and struggled to see at the board if someone wrote something. I kept notes on everything that seemed to be useful on my studying and realized how stupid I was for not noticing my eyesight was getting worse by now. My appointment to the doctor was half an hour later from school, so I had to run fast to get there. 

At lunch I was sitting on a table at the far corner, which I didn't tend to do a lot, but I had to take a look at my notes and start studying as soon as possible. I quickly started with Calculus not wasting a minute on eating or relaxing. It was hard, my brain was aching in the very first five minutes but I had to keep going. And I was going to for two obvious reasons. 

One, I seriously wanted to graduate high school with a nice grade and go back to England.

Two, I wanted Mr. Saunders to like me. Something in the pit on my stomach was keen on him and I really wanted to explore this whole thing going on inside of me. I couldn't stop thinking about his hands on me and how I wanted them to be on my bare back, his lips on mine..

I quickly snapped out of my trance and saw Ollie, sitting beside me with a hint of smile on her face.

"What is it?" I stared at her, emotionless as I looked back at my notes scattered all over the table.

She now smiled and rubbed my back smoothly, "If you need any help you know you can ask for it right?" I smiled back at her and sighed slowly. "I really think that I should try alone first before I come whining at you that I am not even capable of solving an equation." 

She giggled quietly and then stood up to leave but stopped abruptly. Then she slowly leaned at my ear and whispered. "Mr. Saunders was watching you, you know. When he got in the in the cafeteria he saw you at the far corner, tapping the pencil on your forehead, chuckled and left. I wasn't intending to tell you bu I really wanted to see you blush again." 

I blushed involuntary and snorted slowly, making her pat my head and leave. I quickly got back to my studying, trying to understand even two out of ten equations but eventually I gave up. I'd get back to Calculus when I got back home and had some peace and quiet. When I opened English I checked out our assignment and got into it really quickly since it was a subject I could definitely pull out. Once I read the questions I started reading the book that the teacher gave us, To Kill A Mockingbird and wrote on a paper some notes and answers. Before I knew it someone was poking me on the ribs.  When I looked up, Nick was smiling at me and pulling my legs on his lap.

"I saw you studying. How so? And wow what scratches are these? Did you have a fight with your new boyfriend?" He started asking making me growl and place my legs down on firm ground.

"Leave me alone, I want to study." I grumbled and went back to reading and keeping notes.

"Come on lil' mermaid.. How long are you going to be like that? I love you.. Leave the blondie and let's get back together.. I'll be a better person I promise.." he pouted at me. I started packing my things and when I stood up, sliding the backpack over my shoulder, I jabbed a finger at his chest poking him hard.