*Jamies POV*
"umm... I don't know I can barely really remember last night let alone why I did anything." I mumbled. It honestly was the truth but should I have told her about my feelings, the fact that she was willing to speak about it could mean that she liked me back or she could be trying to make me honest so she could figure out how far she needed to run.
I just couldn't bring myself to tell her how I felt, I couldn't risk this year, I ve worked so hard all of my life I really need to focus this year and get the A's I was expecting. When I spoke, something clouded over her eyes, but I couldn't determine whether it was relief or disappointment. I told her that I was drunk and that I don't understand the mess inside my head, so I had no idea why I was doing anything.
She seamed to believe my excuse, I say excuse but the vast majority is the truth, my head has been all over the past couple of years, since my mom was diagnosed with cancer and she passed months after the tumour was diagnosed, I always wondered why, she was one of the best people on this earth. After she passed my dad picked up more and more work, I think it was his way of dealing with my mums passing; keeping busy so that his mind couldn't even focus on the loss. But as he is working more, he is never home, and I can't even talk with him and bond with him.
My eyes were beginning to cloud with more tears as I thought about my mum and finally acknowledged how lost I am inside my own head. Every day I wake up and ask why, why was she taken from me. As a tear rolled down my cheek Ms Clark reached her hand up and wiped it away, she shuffled closer and pulled me into a hug. She didn't know what was wrong but still knew how to comfort me and make me feel safe from my own demons.
Since my mum died and my dad rarely being around I've been alone a lot, at first I was spending quite a lot of time with Chloe but then her parents were getting a divorce and her and her mum were getting kicked out so I shut my self off even more. When I'm alone my brain overthinks and demons deep inside of me put ideas into my head, ideas that I know aren't true, but they also feel real. I don't understand my own mind, so I wasn't lying when I said that I don't know why I do things because for a long while everything has felt pointless.
I was loosing myself inside my own head when my teacher pulled me back into reality, " I don't know what has gone on in your life but I can tell your hurting, you can always talk to me and I will support you as best I can. As for last night lets just forget about it, I don't want to put anymore strain on you while you're already struggling." She stroked my hair as she said this, something my mom would do as I was growing up.
I looked at the clock hung on the wall and saw that it was 7:00 am, the time I usually het up for school. I excused myself to go and prepare for school. I walked into my bedroom and into my en-suite bathroom to quickly shower, once stepping back into my bedroom I realised I didn't grab any clothes to wear so I headed to my clothes room covered just by a towel.
I was walking down my corridor as I heard her beautiful voice singing quietly, it was as though there was a pop star in my kitchen. There was a strong smell of pancakes coming from the same place as the beautiful singing. I continued to the clothes room to put on clothes. As soon as I entered the room, I dropped my towel, there is something about being naked that has its thrills. Feeling the air against your skin as it should be. I slipped into some lacy underwear and stood facing my racks of clothes. I honestly had no idea what to wear.
I must have spent a long time just staring at the millions of items I hat to wear because I was still stood in my lacy undies when Laura opened the door to bring in pancakes. Her jaw dropped as she took in my minimal clothing, her eyes flowing over my body holding their gaze when she got to my breasts that were very much revealed by the material of the bra I had on. When her beautiful eyes met mine, her cheeks glowed red, knowing full well what I caught her doing.
She cleared her throat before apologising, "Sorry," she said, I noticed you had been in here a long time so I figured you would have gotten clothes on by now, I wasn't just trying to... er ... look at you... you know like being a creep." I chuckled at her reaction, as though it was the end of the world, honestly, I kind of liked her attention, she was super-hot and I cant get last night off of my head.
The kiss we shared, it probably meant absolutely nothing to her, it was me that kissed her, and she did pull away... after kissing me back, hmm. I don't know why I'm even thinking like this she is my teacher and nothing between us could happen, I couldn't risk her job and reputation even if she was into me too.
I told her that I had no idea what to wear, I have way too many clothes and it really doesn't help when my dad buys me more every time he leaves. Ms Clark walked over to one of my many racks of clothing and took off a black t-shirt with an adorable rainbow puppy on the front. She handed is me and told me the shirt would look cute on me, I felt my body tingle as she said this to me. She then walked to a rack covered by jeans she grabbed off a pair of dark blue jeans and told me to wear that with the top she picked out.
I quickly pulled the clothes on, Lauren was about to leave the room when I called her back, "hey umm Laura... could you help me pick out a beanie and shoes, you know seen as though you chose this outfit." She nodded and came back into the room she walked over to my display of shoes and selected a pair of black vans for me to wear and then I pointed to where my hats were, she looked for around a minute before coming back to me with a grey beanie. I finished getting ready while we ate the pancakes that she had made.
As we walked out of the room I remembered that Laura didn't have her car so I offered to drive her back to her place so that she could still be at the school at a reasonable time considering she needed to set up for her classes. She accepted my offer but as we were about to walk out of my door, I saw Chloe pulling up in my driveway. She looked pissed off, what do I do I have a teacher in my house!

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