Jamie is like any other 17 year old student or so she thought. Until she saw her standing by the board. Jamie fails to keep her straight A reputation and comes to terms with her overwhelming new feelings towards her new English teacher. Who once com...
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*JAMIES POV*
Holy shit.
It's her. The woman from last night. This is unreal, I'm so embarrassed. I was in such a bad state last night and now here I am standing looking into the deep emerald eyes of the one woman who has seen me drunk and at my worst. How can I possibly sit in this room with her for an hour every day while she looks at me and just remembers the pathetic little girl that she found on the street. I mean yeah, she was great taking me in and looking after me and listening, but I was still such a mess and that's all she will see when she looks at me.
We were just stood staring directly at each other both as shocked as each other. I mean how can this young beautiful and weirdly hot woman be a high school teacher. Neither of us exchanged a word until there was a sound, one of my fellow students arrogantly deciding to clear his throat. I barely heard it over the millions of questions whizzing round my head, this is going to be a long year. Finally she spoke, the first movement since laying her eyes on me in her classroom doorway, "please come in, as you are late you're going to have to be at the front spare seat that was for misbehaving students" I simply nodded in appliance and slowly headed to the desk she was referring to, as I was retreaving my brand new notebook from my bag I spotted her eyes glued to me, curiosity and worry evident. I just hope that to everyone else it appeared that she was more concerned as I was late to the first lesson of the year than any deeper underlying reason. I attempted to catch up on the work I had missed from the start of the lesson but I just couldn't focus. I could feel her eyes on me all the time.
I glanced up to the clock above the door, PHEW only 5 minutes left. She must have seen me look and just as I moved my focus back to the almost bare sheet of my notebook she spoke directing it at me, "Jamie as you were significantly late you have a 45 minute detention after school with me" she said almost in monotone.
Just Fucking great, I sighed remembering that Chloe would be fuming. I am her ride after all but who knows maybe she also got a detention seen as though we got here together. I glanced up from my desk and my eyes locked with her enchanting ones, it felt almost magical. Her eyes were like two pools of magic that could lure in anything. We held the eye contact for little over a second before Ms Clark glanced away with what almost appears to be a blush appearing on her face.
Ughh detention will be so awkward later, as I remember the vivid details of last night and how I had been so close to being taken advantage of my eyes began to cloud with a layer of liquid. No not here, not now please I cannot cry in front of the entire class. Ms Clark must have sensed something was wrong as she looked up from the papers that lay upon her desk and sent a worried glance in my direction. I was sat at the front of the room and the door was about 4 metres away from me, but it would be impossible to escape without the class noticing right? I glance between the hot teacher and the door. WAIT WHAT. did I just say that she is hot in my mind? I mean I know I'm gay, but she is my teacher. This is not helping my situation right now.
