Love battle

Is this a dream..?

Previously...
She saw the teacher and the glance she got was not pleasant.

Continued...

   "Miss Y/N where have you been? And please don't make up any excuses." Ms. Clark said in a strict tone as she waited for a response. "I'm sorry I was at the counselor's office.." Y/N said not explaining much about the situation. "I understand but please don't let this happen again or I will have to tell your parents about missing class." Ms. Clark said crossing her arms and walked over to get some copies of the lesson plans including the homework. "Now please go to your next class and hand in your homework tomorrow." She said leaving the room and Y/N stood there for a bit before she gathered her stuff.

Later that day Y/N remembered that Mr. Rogers told her to meet him in his classroom so she made her way downstairs. Once she got there she felt nervous and didn't know what to expect. She breathed in heavily before entering the classroom and finally went in. Mr. Rogers was grading papers as Y/N approached him. "What did you want to talk about?" She asked in a nervous stance while she waited for a response. "I just wanted to let you know that I want to enroll you in my class. How does that sound?" He asked placing his pen down. "That sounds awesome! I've always wanted to be in an art class. When would I start?" She asked pulling up a stool and sat down so they would be across from each other. "Tomorrow. And bring a portfolio to see what class I should put you in." Mr. Rogers said with a smile and continued to grade papers. "Alright, then I'll see you tomorrow," Y/N said getting up and put the stool back where it was. She waved and walked out of his classroom but was left with her thoughts. Right away she noticed that Mr. Rogers was straight to the point and a bit mysterious.. So she couldn't help but develop a small crush on him.

The next day..

As Y/N was getting to her first class she turned her homework in right away. As she sat at her desk she got lost in thought about the "small crush" she was developing on Mr. Rogers. Soon enough she was dozing off and having a dream.

Dream..

"I like you.." Y/N said and had complete fear in her eyes as Mr. Rogers leaned in to kiss her. "I like you too Miss Y/N." He said bringing her into a passionate kiss that seemed to last forever.

"Miss Y/N! Please wake up!" A faint voice said and
Y/N woke up with her face completely red. "Huh what? Where am I?" She questioned and looked around the empty classroom. "You're in my English class that ended five minutes ago! If you keep this behavior up I will contact your parents. Consider this your last warning." Ms. Clark said in a strict tone while handing Y/N the lesson plans and homework. Y/N got up and walked out of the classroom as she tried her best not to cry. But she couldn't and broke down in tears. She ran to the art room and rushed to Mr. Rogers. "Woah slow down what's wrong?" The tall male said and kneeled a bit so they would be the same height. "I just.. Really need a hug right now." She said completely breaking down in tears. "Of course," Mr. Rogers said and brought Y/N into a hug. She cried until no more tears came out and soaked up the male's shirt. "I'm sorry about your shirt.." Y/N said with a sniffle and slowly let go of the hug. Rogers lightly pat Y/N's back and slowly let go of the hug. "Do you want to talk about what happened?" He asked reaching over for a box of tissues and handed it to Y/N. "Yeah. It's just my English teacher only gets mad at me. It's not my fault my performance is lacking and she doesn't understand what I'm going through. Despite that, I told her that I was late for her class because I went to the counselor's office." She said with a sigh and wiped her tears off her cheeks. "I'll go have a talk with her, you stay here." Mr. Rogers said while he crossed his arms and had a serious look on his face.

Mr. Rogers POV

He stepped out of the classroom without looking back at Y/N and made his way to Ms. Clark's classroom. Once he got there he saw the door wide open so he let himself in. "Hi Ms. Clark, are you busy?" He asked with a friendly tone as he stood in front of her desk. "Just with grading papers. Did you need anything?" She asked placing her red grading pen down to look at Mr. Rogers. "I need to talk to you about a student in your class. This student is going through a lot right now and they told me you're giving them a hard time in class. It's regarding Miss Y/N I'm sure she told you about being late because she was in the counselor's office." Rogers said taking a seat while crossing his arms. "She's just been so distracted and I've already given her two warnings. I understand that she's going through some changes but she needs to be focused in my class or else she will fail." Ms. Clark said adjusting her glasses and continued grading papers. "I understand that we're not on the same page here but try changing your attitude next time you have Y/N in your class." Mr. Rogers said and excused himself out of her classroom.

Y/N's POV

"I should've followed him.." She said crumbling up her tissue and threw it in the trash can. She put the tissue box back on Mr. Roger's desk and sat down in his big comfy chair.