Number 25

Chapter 8

Lisa was absolutely mortified. She still couldn't believe that Ms. Kim wanted to see her this morning. Lisa thought that maybe she should accidentally sleep in or make up some crazy excuse as to why she couldn't make it. Lisa really didn't want to face the teacher today.

Of all times to get a boner, it had to be when she was cuddling the teacher. Lisa was still haunted by the tent that was in her pants last night. She didn't do anything about it when she got home because, of course, it went down by the time she got there.

Lisa got out of her car slowly. She took her time gathering her stuff and she walked up the track. Lisa saw Ms. Kim in their usual spot and approached her with her head down. Lisa didn't say anything to Ms. Kim because she didn't know what to say. How did one talk to a teacher who they cuddled with? How did one talk to a teacher who gave them a boner? How did one talk to a teacher who they have no business hanging out with?

"This doesn't have to be awkward, Lisa. We can just sit here and talk like we normally do before class, just without smoking." Ms. Kim broke the awkward silence. Lisa noticed how she was chewing gum and she handed one to Lisa.

"I've been meaning to ask, what do you want to do when you get out of here?" That seemed to soften Lisa up and she immediately sat down and went through all her hopes and dreams. She took the piece of gum that the teacher offered and popped it in her mouth.

"Now, that's just a silly question. I'm going to go to college for basketball. Probably get a scholarship so my mom won't have to pay all that money. I want to be on the WNBA. I would shoot for NBA but that's just wishful thinking since I'm a girl. I'm going to live in one of those fancy mansions and have one girl on each arm," Lisa said thoughtfully and then she changed her answer. "No, two girls on each arm. If I can score it." Lisa watched as Ms. Kim rolled her eyes with a smirk.

"Oh, don't you worry, Ms. Kim. There's plenty of room for you." Lisa teased and the teacher rolled her eyes again.

"That's what every woman wants to hear: how they are some bodies fifth choice." Ms. Kim drawled out and played with the grass beside her. Lisa looked over to her. Her hair was up in a ponytail today and her mascara made her hazel eyes pop.

"You wouldn't be my fifth choice," Lisa said quietly as she looked over to the teacher. Ms. Kim whipped her head around and looked at Lisa. "You'd be my first." Lisa watched as Ms. Kim exhaled a breath and Lisa nodded.

She was certain. No girl could trump Ms. Kim, simply because that's what they were. A girl. Ms. Kim was through and through a grown woman and Lisa didn't normally go for older girls but she couldn't deny it anymore. Ms. Kim was absolutely stunning. Lisa couldn't stop thinking about her.

"Now, that's what a woman wants to hear." Ms. Kim said around an awkward chuckle and Lisa sucked her lips into her mouth. She was very aware that the art teacher was watching her every move. Lisa didn't know where to go from there.

"What about you?" Lisa asked. She hoped that it cleared some of the tension between them.

"Well, I lived my dream from two whole years. I've always wanted to be a fashion designer and I was. I've always loved art and I love being a teacher. I'd like to have a family one day, I love kids. Maybe one day live in one of them fancy mansions. I lived in a penthouse in Gangnam. I was really living like a city girl."

"I've always wanted to see Gangnam. Maybe one day we could be neighbors." Lisa bumped her shoulder against the teacher and she laughed.

"Oh, yes. So I can make various noise complaints and watch you destroy a beautiful home, I'm good."

"I wouldn't destroy it, per say. My mama raised me right." Lisa puffed out her chest.

"Really? So is that why you jump from girl to girl?" Ms. Kim asked and Lisa could literally hear a mic drop somewhere in the background. She raised her eyebrows at Ms. Kim.