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I woke up the next morning and went to the school's gargantuan library. There were three levels of the library. I went to the third level and it was empty. i took a table and brought out my homework from my classes. i usually listened to music while i did my homework. it relaxed me and helped me focus. I didn't listen to the nonsense music that most teens listened to, if you even call that music. I listened to Bach, Debussy..etc.. i took out my ipod and put my earphones in. i turned it on and gasped. This wasn't my ipod. Where was my ipod? oh goodness, that was like my life. I recollected my thoughts and remembered i dropped my ipod yesterday. that means Mr. Sinclare had my ipod. Damn. I sighed. i had to wait till friday to retrieve it.
i looked down at the ipod. I unlocked it and was curious to what he listened to. I looked at his play list. There were some old songs, some alternative, and mostly instrumentals. I chose the play list with the instrumentals and listened to it while i did my homework. I finished my homework quickly. It was information i already obtained on my own time. I read a lot of non fictional books and liked to watch a lot of discovery and history channels. i didn't have class on Wednesday and i was completely bored. i began to zone out and think about my past.
I should have been a senior right now. Enjoying high school. Going to my senior prom and getting excited for graduation. I understood that i was missing out but i just can't go back and be tormented again. I didn't even know why i got picked on so much. I sighed. Sometimes i felt like an adult trapped in a teenagers body.
"Listening to my ipod i see." I looked up to Mr. Sinclare smiling at me. I pushed away my past and pulled out the earphones. "Sorry i always do my homework with music. " i smiled sheepishly. "Its alright. i do the same but with grading papers and i when i go running." he said. "you have vast selection of piano music. i'm surprised. you don't really find students listening to this kind of music." he said. he pulled out my ipod from his pocket. He handed it to me. I gave him his ipod back as well. "yea it settles me. My dad always says i'm a adult in the inside." i said. "that's good. you're mature." he said. "i guess. sometimes it sucks being so mature. never experiencing what most teen go through." i said. "like getting pregnant and doing drugs?" he smiled. i chuckled. "as tempting as that is, i meant enjoying their senior year and having a grand time with carelessness." i said. he was looking at me. "You didn't enjoy your senior year?" he said. "well no because i was never a senior. i tested out of high school my sophomore year and i'm supposed to be graduating this year." i said. he was still looking at me. "thats very smart of you. high school is very basic. but it is a once in a life time thing. what made you test out?" he asked. i looked down. should i tell him what happened to me?. it really didn't matter. he was a teacher anyway so why not. "just had the worst time. girls used to spread rumors about me and torment me. it got so bad nobody wanted to go near me. so i decided i didn't need that." i said still looking down. "oh thats the worst. youre going to successful in life and they wont. just be optimistic." he said. i smiled faintly. "thanks i'm doing fine here. college students aren't as mean." i said. and it was true. they just didn't care who you were. "yea one of the glories of college. i can't seem to stay away." he chuckled. "you seem a little young to be teaching i must admit. when i bumped into you, i thought you were another college student." i said. i wasn't afraid to say it. i was curious. "yea i get that a lot. Like you i did very well academically. i finished high school and was already starting college courses my senior year and i just went to college for three years. i tested out of the basic things like english and math. I took up psychology as my major. " he said. I wonder how old he was. Maybe around twenty one to twenty two. i wasn't too sure. "wow i would have done that if i stayed in high school. "i said. "yea. i went through college fast. it helped that i knew my major. what are you planning to major in?" he asked. "i'm deciding between a surgeon or a medical examiner." i said. i wasn't queasy around blood. "oh thats good. that'll take a lot of schooling." he said. he checked the time and frowned. "well i have to get going. i have a class to teach soon. thank you for returning my ipod." he smiled. "okay. and thank you as well. i can't live with out my ipod." i said. "ill see you friday." with that, he smiled and left.

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Secret Kisses
Teen Fiction17 year old Jayla Dawson is a smart, clumsy girl. Being verbally bullied in high school, she keeps to her self. It's her second semester in college and she finds herself in love. Unfortunately, it's with her professor. What will she do?