Living On Fantasies (ON HOLD)

Two

THOSE GREEN EYES would forever be my soft spot for him even though they stared into my dark brown ones as if trying to enter my gloomy soul. I licked my chapped lips, feeling the need to grab my chapstick from my pocket. But what if he thinks I'm pulling out a weapon? I decided against it and looked away from his hypnotizing gaze, "All your grades are really good, but it's just this one class that's turning into a shit hole" he said shaking his head as I flinched at the use of bad language. Never in my life have I heard any teacher of mine curse in front of their student.

"I-I'm trying, I promise" I said honestly even though it came out in a squeaky whisper as my hands trembled.

"That's the problem, you're not actually trying. I see your grades and every day it drops down, and I thought it would get better because you're nearing the end of your first term, but it's only gotten worse. Right now you're passing with a C" he said looking away from his computer screen and spinning in his swivel chair with hands folded to look at me once again. I didn't know what the problem is if I was still passing, but then I learned why.

"I don't know if you know this, but right now you're in an AP Art class. Not only is it a bigger challenge than the advanced class, but it's also a college level art class. Meaning that you need to have a B or higher to get the college credit which will also do you better for the final portfolio that will actually get you the college credit, or as I like to say... a good university" he explained while rubbing his calloused palms together.

I looked down ashamed once more at the truth he had spoken, "But don't get all butthurt just yet" he said chuckling to himself as I looked up at him curiously, "I've seen your portfolio, Heidi. And I have to say... the way you draw people on a sheet of blank paper with nothing but pencils and a reference is truly unique" he complimented and I broke into a half smile while blushing harder than before at his words.

"Thanks" I spoke quietly as I glanced up at him noticing how his eyes looked a little less tired and a bit more brighter, like kiwis.

"I know you can do really good in my class, but for some reason something is keeping you and distracting you from doing that" he told me softly almost feeling like he knew exactly what was was distracting me, "If someone is bothering you, please don't be afraid to tell me who it is" he spoke sympathetically.

Nope! I lied! Apparently he CAN'T read my mind. How am I supposed to tell him that HE'S distracting ME?!

"Okay" I mumbled once again feeling pathetic from the overwhelming worry he hit me with and the amount of depression that clouded this room. It was all exhausting and there was nothing I can do except look down, blush, and pray that he lets me out now. It's already been almost 10 minutes, "C-Can I have a pass to class?"

He looked at the time and sighed, "Shit" he snapped under his breath and I jumped but he carried on, "Yeah, just wait a few minutes" he said with a wave of his hand.

He had more to say and I was beginning to get irritated, but I couldn't let him know. I mean all I did was tap my foot and play with my fingers while constantly looking at the clock on the wall. But when I made eye contact I knew he noticed my urge to leave class, "Look, I'll make you a deal" he said and in that moment my heart seized up.

"Come in after school for an hour everyday so I can grade you for participation and those in class assignments, and if you prove to me that you are capable of keeping up your grade. Then I won't fail you, okay?"

An hour after school everyday? That didn't seem too bad but once again I may have my license but I don't have a car, and the look he gave me could make anybody cower away, "O-okay" I stuttered.

Wait... why did I agree so quickly?

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Hey guys!

Sorry for the late update, I've been so caught up on school work that I completely forgot about this.

Btw, how's quarantine for y'all? Mine kinda sucks, especially since I'm a senior...