Date written: July 27, 2014
Date where in the author is not lazy and decided to publish this: September 01, 2014.
This is A Shaque story okay SHAKIRA AND PIQUE :3 Still not sure with the title and I'll definetly fix the cover.
Warning: I haven't edited this yet so there would be alot of wrong grammar and mispelled stuff so sorry.
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Shakira's PoV
I watch as my pupil's enter our classroom one by one. Then I heard little footsteps rushing to my direction. I turn around and saw Vermillion, one of my students, running as fast as she could with her natural blonde hair bouncing behind her.
"Good Morning, Teacher Shakira." She greeted still catching her breath. "Am I late?" She ask crossing her fingers hoping she's not. I look at my wristwatch and it say's 7:05, she's five minutes late. "No, you're just in time, sweety" I lied kneeling to her level to fix her hair
"Really? Thank goodness. I thought I was late again." Vermillion said and scurried to the classroom.
Class 1- Hope is by far my most favorite batch. I had been a kindergarten teacher for three years and this class is the most behave and smartest of all the class I have handled. They never made me mad and they easily follows my orders and they caught in my lessons really well.
I went inside my classroom and look at my cute little students. "Good morning children," I greeted smiling at them. They greeted me back and sat down their desk.
"Who'll lead our prayer?" I asked looking at my checklist. "Vera, Is Vera present?" I ask the class and turning my head to the last seat. An empty chair greeted me. "Oh so Vera is still sick. Okay Vermillion it's your turn to lead our prayer." I said smiling sweetly at the little girl. Out of the thirty five students in this class, Vermillion is my most favorite student. I know it's not fair to have favoritism but who could resist this cute bright little orphan. Yes, she's an orphan. The reason she's always late because the foster home she was assigned was in the next town.
"Okay," Vermillion said timidly, making her way to the in front of the room. "Classmates, let's bow our head and close our eyes. Dear Jesus, Thank you for we are able to wake up once again, to see and to be here this morning. We thank you because we are able to learn new things from our sexy and beautiful teacher. Please make sure she'll have a good love life and she'll have a bright future with hundreds of kids running around their house together with her future husband-"
"Vermillion," I cut her off with cause my face is red as tomato. The class started laughing. Vermillion giggled and gave me an I'm-sorry-but-I-still-mean-it look.
"Help us in our studies, Let us read more carefully and listen to wisdom more humbly. Teach us this morning the importance of life. We ask this to you Jesus Christ, the only Son of God, Our Lord, Amen." Vermillion finished the prayer and went back to her seat.
"Okay class, Listen up. Yesterday I gave you homework in History right? Bring out your notebook and exchange papers. We'll check your work," I announce at them and proceeded in doing what I told them.
Half an hour passed we're done. We still have another thirty minutes but we already finished all our work for today. "Okay children, that's all for today but we still have time. What do you want to do?" I ask them arranging the folders in front of me and putting it away. "Teacher! Let's play Ask the teacher," William said while raising his hands in the air. "Yes, let's play that," the class agreed in chorus. I sighed in defeat and stretched my arms. I sat up straight in my chair and braced myself for what question this children could be asking me. "Sure, just raise your hands if you want to ask. What's your question, Annabeth?" I said looking at the twin braided cutie. "Are you really from Colombia?" She ask curiously. "Yes, I'm from Barranquilla, Colombia. Yes, Daniel?" I ask the little cowboy. "Then what are you doing here in L.A. If you're from Barranquilla?" He ask while rubbing his chin in a cute manner. "Well when graduated from Oxford University I was assigned here in L.A. and I can't do nothing about that... but I'm really glad I was assigned here. I met a lot of good people and kids here. What is it, Ashlyn?" I said smiling at her.
"Is it true that you're on a relationship with Mister Adam?" She ask and then suddenly everyone in the class got silent and waited for my answer. Hey it's the first time they paid so much attention to me. "Isn't that a bit personal?" I said trying to escape the subject. Adam is one of those person I met when I got here in L.A. He had been really nice to me from the beginning. He is really sweet and funny and well I've got to admit he's cute too. But I don't know if I like him. Vermillion raised her hands. I raised my eyebrows at her telling her that I'm listening.
"Miss Shakira........ Have you ever been in love?" She ask her voice was very curious and serious at the same time. The tension in the room rise and I felt all eyes on me. Why did I agree to play this game anyways! I know they'll ask something stupid.
I slowly nodded and looked down to hide my face. "Whoa, Teacher Shaki is blushing! How cute," Yufie gushed making me blush even more. Now the whole class is teasing me.
"What is he like?" I heard Vermillion speak again. Gosh this girl can get a bit pushy sometimes.
"He's name is Gerard. We dated for three year when I was still in school" I said as I recall my blue eyed lover
"Then what happened?" Vermillion ask once again. She's not really interested in my life, does she? Note the sarcasm
"Well he have to move to England. I can't handle the pressure being on a long distance relationship," I replied and I didn't notice that drops of tears were already racing down my face. I remember all our memories, the love and the pain I felt for him.
Gerard Pique
The only man inside my heart
