The Older Guy

I cant Stop.....

Peyton laid on her bed trying to forget the events that took place at school , But she couldnt, she couldnt get him out of her heard his words playing over & over in her mind, "your more beautiful in person by the way". How could someone that hot want her , she hated how insecure she was in that moment, (for god sakes! Peyton hes your teacher , snap out of it) their was negative thoughts creeping back in. Maybe he only said it to be nice, or maybe he liked toying with her, maybe she had imagined that he wanted her.

But Hearing the sound of her message notification tone on for her FaceRange page made her think otherwise.
She sat up kicked off her black boots & went & sat at her computer.

She clicked the top of the screen, It was him.
* FACERANGE CHATROOM*

Bluejay327: I need 2 tlk 2 u.
Pey1222: ok?
Bluejay327: Its about school.
Pey1222: oh?
Bluejay327: Im confused about the class assignments & how they relate to the homework.

Did he really message just to talk about school?, he could of done tomrrow or another day,it didnt make any sense how do you go from giving the most sexiest compilment to talking about homework. He was confusing but hot all at the same time.

* FACERANGE CHATROOM*
Bluejay327: peyton?
(Oh so now he was calling her peyton but today at school it was ms. Hastings what is with this dude?)

Pey1222: um yeah srry , shes brutal for a teacher he tries to mix it up alot most of the class assignment stuff she doesnt put on the test, just the stuff we dont expect.

Bluejay327: oh
Pey1222: Mr. Rogers
Bluejay327: wen were here , u can call me jake, were alone.
Pey1222: no this is wrng
Bluejay327: no.
Pey122: hm?
Bluejay327: Wanting u isnt wrng

(Peytons mouth fell open, HolyShit he wanted her , & it was plain as day on her computer screen, as wrong as it was she wanted him too, in everyway humanly possible, but she couldnt do this , because he was her teacher & he was older & what about dylan, sweet dylan whod always been there for her.)

Pey122: you need 2 stop Mr Rogers
Bluejay327: dont call me mr rogers
Pey122: well jake u need 2 stop
Bluejay327: I cant , I cant just stop

(Oh god why was that the hottest thing anyones ever said to her , sending tingles down her spine once more this was what she needed, a breath of fresh air, he was gonna be her room to breathe, Take a chance Peyton! Stop being so damn boring! & just admit you want him)

Bluejay327: can u meet me somewhere tmmrw night 2 tlk?

(The idea of being alone with him, had her stomach in a knot , but in that you know you want to kind of way , oh What The Hell?!)

Pey122: yes:)
Bluejay327: Nobel cafe on clay strt @ 8?
(Oh she knew that place , no one hardly went there , it was low key , a open mic poetry type of place)

Pey122: Ok
Bluejay327: ok get to bed teachers pet we BOTH have school . :*

(She laughed at his words , teachers pet? Not hardly , the last thing shed be getting him is an Apple, god it was almost as if he made some sort of sexual goddess come out of her even though she was stull very much in virgin territory)
Pey122: goodnight
Bluejay327: dreamSweeet.

She signed out of her page once more & the minute she did dylan beautiful face came to mind. Oh god what had she just agreed to?
She definately to sleep this off , she quickly changed into her pjs & put her long dark hair into a messy bun as she looked in the mirror, she didnt get what the big fuss over her was but maybe she didnt see what everyone else did. Her features angelic like but strong . Her button nose & full lips worked perfectly for her, with a perfect set of dark brown eyes to match , according to dylan & many more she favored Minka Kelly but she didnt see it. Yeah people definately saw something she didnt. She climbed into her twin bed & hit her lamp light.