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Mystery Door

Mystery Door

"Ahhh." I hear a familiar shout. They are here but how. "Mr. Art teacher what are you doing here." Flame says. She isn't exactly fond of Mr. Art teacher either.

"That what I should be asking you. Why are you in the men's locker room?" Wait what the hell, why would he be asking that. You can clearly see the big sigh outside on the door if you weren't blind. Oh yeah when I was looking under the door I might of over looked it. He might not have his glasses on. He is known to be the blindest teacher in our school. He uses very thick glasses, and he looks cute in them. I might not like him but he is just as young and good looking as the other teacher. A known fact about nightwalker they all age slower than human.

"Mr. Art teacher you're in the girls' locker room, and I notice you're not wearing your glasses. No wonder you didn't see the sign."

"Oh god how embarrassing. Can you lead me to the men's locker room?"

"Okay." There was a sudden silence and then I hear the door opening and closing. I slowly open the door, Shelly a girl I barely know, stands there shaking and pale as a ghost. Her eyes were red and that was the only thing that had color.

"Shelly." She turns towards me with wide eyes full of fear that dampens when they see it was only me. She won't be safe here. I don't think Mr. Art teacher truly wants to hurt her. He may hide her but the other voice might find out and hurt both of them. So I can ask my uncle for a favor. Maybe lie to him about the reason I'm helping her hide. "We need to hide you. You have to come to my dorm and stay with one of my friends until I call my uncle. Mr. Art teacher might come back and hurt you and himself."

"But why don't we tell them what we heard." I shake my head.

"They won't believe us. I have to come up with a reason why you want to hide, that won't make my uncle ask many question."  Maybe her parents are abusing her. No it won't work she doesn't look like anyone has ever hurt her. I went through a list of things, through before I came up with the perfect excuse. "You're pregnant."

"Huh?" Her face gave her away. It was as if she has been caught. I narrow my eyes and look at. I mean really look at her. I look at her stomach she had a very small lump. She seems sick and the other day I saw her carrying a tray that is more for two people than one person.

"You really are pregnant. I was just saying to lie but you really are pregnant."

"No...No I'm not." She defends herself weakly.

"Don't lie. It's okay I won't tell anyone or even ask question, but -."I stop at mid sentence when Flame comes in.

"What happened? Why were you calling me? And how the hell-". I glare at her. She finally notices Shelly.

"I'll tell you later. But right now I need you to watch Shelly for me, with no question asked." I say my voice full of authority. She nods. "Go with her, nothing will happen to you." They head out leaving me to finish this mission. I walk out the door. What would we say to her parents? I am so lost in my thoughts that I slam into a hard body, knocking us both to the ground. "I'm so sorry. I wasn't paying attention and I was in a hurry to get to the office and didn't see you." I ramble, until I notice I am the one on the floor. How the hell did this happen.

"It's okay." Mr. Marcelo whispers. He pushes himself from on top of me with one arm and wraps the other around my waist lifting me up with him. "I should be asking you are you okay?" I nod.

"Um... You can let go of me now please." I say feeling uncomfortable with my teacher touching me. He lets go of me, and I think I see a light shade of pink creep to his face.