Miss. Jacksons POV
I see her walk out of her room, and overhear her ask her roomate how to get to the dining hall.
I exit my room hoping she will see me, and it works.
"Miss. Jackson." I hear her call to me. I say hi, and ask if she knows how to get to the dining hall. I know she knows and so do I, but I let her lead the way.
We enter and get our food, she jokes about how I eat all the foods she doesn't like.
She asks if I would to sit with her and I agree.
We sit down and talk.
She asked about why I became a teacher, and I told her about how it runs in the family.
We ended up talking for a really long time. I tell about my past.
I usually don't open up to people about this stuff but she is different, she is, just different.
She tells me how she is proud of me and it makes me start to blush.
How does she do this to me? She makes me feel young and dumb again, and she makes me want her, but she is my student, or at least she will be in two days.
I will be responsible for her, her guardian, her care giver. I can't be attracted to her, its wrong. Or is it?
Why am I even fussing about this? She probably doesn't even like me.
When we finish breakfast, we head back to the rooms.
We stop at hers first. I see that she doesn't want to go either, but she does. Then i'm all alone going to my room.
Once I get back to my room I lay back down and fall asleep.
I dream of me and her together, its only that a dream. Right???
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