Different Numbers

Eight

Adalia~

"Right now I can't tell you, but when I get back I promise I will explain" I told her while searching for an outfit.

I wasn't completely sure if I was going to tell her about the fact our teacher told me that he can't stop thinking about me. Or the fact that my stomach does flips whenever I'm around him..I guess I will figure something out.

"You better! Now I'm going back to sleep" she pulled her comforter back over her petite body.

Once I finally had my outfit together, I went down to the shower rooms. As I suspected, it was empty because off how early it was on a weekend. After showering and brushing my teeth, I shoved my black jeans and white tank top on and applied some lip balm and mascara before rushing back to the dorm.

Little snores where heard from Violets mouth as I brushed my wavy hair and let it fall down my back, It was now 7:45 so I sprayed some perfume onto my neck and wrists and pulled my denim jacket on before leaving the room, closing the door quietly behind me.

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It was now almost half eight and I was beginning to feel like such a fool for even waiting past eight, When suddenly I heard a few leaves crunching making me lift from the bench and spin around. Trayson stood with a small smile on his face, he was wearing a grey tee and some black jeans. Even through his tee you could still see his athletic build.

"Sorry about the delay, there was a little traffic" he explained as he walked closer to me, I nodded understanding and sat back down on the bench staring straight ahead at the tall trees that surrounded us. I soon felt his presence next to me, as he placed his butt down by me on the bench and clearing his throat.

"The day my parents passed away, I was in college. Studying to be a teacher was all I cared about and one night I had left three off my books at home so I called my mother, begging her to bring it for me so her and my father got into their car and set off for the 45 minute drive. It was the middle off winter and a huge snow storm had came in, the roads where icy and I had a gut feeling that something was going to happen but still all I was focused on was them getting my books to me. Hours passed and I suddenly got a phone call, expecting it to be my parents I quickly answered shouting and asking questions like where are you?". He paused for a second, taking a shaky breath and running his hand through his hair. I placed my hand onto his shoulder, letting him know I was here for him.

"I-it was the hospital they told me that my parents where gone, The car slipped off of the road" He continued.

"That's devastating, I'm so sorry Trayson" I quietly said, still rubbing my hand along his shoulder.

"What I'm saying is, the last time I had a gut feeling I ignored it and something bad happened" he turned to face me.. "This gut feeling I have about you is driving me crazy Adalia, I don't think I can let it slip away"

"Do you want to know something?" he asked before I could even reply to what he previously said.

"Sure" I whispered.

"I really want to kiss you right now" He took me by surprise, gently gripping my chin and pressing his soft plump lips onto mine.

His hands slid down my body, landing onto my waist as my hands traveled around his neck. My body felt like it was on complete fire as our tongues danced with eachother, his minty breath and strong cologne filled my senses as he deepened the kiss causing a unfamiliar sound to escape from my mouth.

After a few minutes, we both pulled away breathless and I instantly shot my hand up to my lips running my fingers across them in disbelief.

Did that really just happen?

"Are you crazy!" I shot up from the bench earning a very confused look from Trayson.

"Why on earth did you do that?" I flung my arms into the air.

"I'm sorry I just-"

"Well you thought wrong" I cut him off.

"Your seriously just going to risk your job like that? Do you know what would happen if someone found out about this!?" I ranted, he just looked down at his feet with his hands folded together.

"I will not be responsible for you losing the job you have worked very hard for, This never happened okay! I'm your student and your my teacher" I went to walk off but was gently pulled back by the sleeve off my jacket, I spun around to look into his beautiful eyes.

"Let me go, Mr Collin" i stated and he gave me a sad look before slowly letting go. I quickly ran across the field, not daring to look back.

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