Teacher, Teacher (Student X Teacher)

Chapter IV

I smile to everyone and step into the car. I asked my parents if I could see a movie, and then just spend the night at Hannah's. They gave me an extra $20 so I was happy with my excuse. I took about as much time as the other morning on my appearance, so I was pretty content.

"This is my bestest friend, Erica Rockwell."

"Hi," I smile.

Everyone seems so sweet. There's Rocky, he's gay. He's cute, kinda small. Then there's Gabby, and I get more of a punk vibe from her. She's wearing a lot of black, makeup included, but I feel like she makes it work. Then there's the driver, Jonathan, and he's cute. He's probably 6'2, with brown eyes and soft brown hair.

"You're not wearing that are you?" Gabby asks.

"Um yeah, I was planning on it. Is this not okay? I've never been to one of these places," I asked panicking.

"No, she's not." Hannah said. She pulls out a wad of materials out from her bag and hand them to me. "I brought you clothes."

"Where will I try them on?"

"You can try them on here? Me and Rocky can turn around?" Gabby asks, and I appreciate that she's sweet. I was a little scared of her.

"Okay... I guess I can." I move all around in the back seat, trying to wiggle out of a dress and put on this skirt and top. I slip on the panty hose she gave me, and they look like they've been through a wood chipper.

"Hannah? My shoes do not go with this type of outfit."

"You can use a pair of mine. I always bring an extra set." Gabby smiles. She pulls out a pair of heels from her bag, but they aren't my kind of heels.
They're like a platform-stiletto type of heel, with spikes on the front. I didn't want her to think I didn't like her style though, so I just smiled and said "thank you so much."

When we got there, I stepped out of the car and adjusted everything. This top showed a little (a lot) more cleavage than need be, but with these shoes I was probably 6'1. I was less focused on myself though, and more focused on the club. The lights beamed green and blue and pink, and the music blared. I wanted to dance right away. It was cool standing amongst many legal adults pretending to be a part of them. To most of them this was a regular thing, but to me, it was something entirely new.

We waited in line to get in, and I felt like we were in a movie or something.

"This is so exciting!" Hannah yelled.

"I know," I yelled back over the loud thumping of the club.

"So you guys ever been somewhere like this?" Rocky asked.

"I've been to a few major ragers and a couple raves, but never a club. I 'am' only sixteen." She yelled. I felt odd that I was here for a second, because I was only sixteen. But I realized my birthday was right around the corner, and in a little under fifty-five weeks I'd be eighteen, so that put me at ease. I need more teenage experiences, and this is one to remember.

"Sometimes I forget," he laughed. He looked at me, and I smiled and said, "the last party I went to was Hannah's birthday party freshmen year!"

He just laughed and continued talking to Gabby. I hope not about me.
The line was moving fairly quickly, and I saw several hot guys go in, and I couldn't wait to get my mind off of Mr. Cooper. None of them were as hot as Mr. Cooper though, but whatever. I felt weird about calling him 'hot' and 'Mr. Cooper' in the same sentence.

"I wanna get drunk," I yelled.

"Have you ever been drunk?" Jonathan asked.

"No," I laughed.