Mr.Wilde

Chapter 9

Mr. Wilde's pov.

The bell rings signifying the students to go home I wave goodbye to the students and tell them to be save as I close the door behind them and turn around and see one student just sitting in her desk watching me. Well I guess since it's her first day we will just talk about how this will all go. I go back to my desk and awkwardly sit their. " so Ms.Redd since you have agreed to this. You will only have to come after school on Monday, Tuesdays, and Thursdays. We will begin at 4:30 and end at 6:30. All year long you will have separate art projects of your own for college, help me clean the art classroom, help me grade art assignments, and show me around and how people act since this is my first year and all." "Okay sounds like this would actually be pretty fun.. "
Her voice trails off and I can tell she's not as excited as I hoped she would be. Maybe it would take some time to get used to. "Well Ms. Redd I would like to ask you a couple questions just because I like to know my co workers I guess you could say" before she has a chance to even answer I start asking. " how old are you? What's your favorite color and why do you like art so much?"

"I am 17, I love the color grey it's just very calming and I love art because it lets me be creative in so many different ways and It calms my nerves.. Ever since I was little I loved to draw."
Her answers shock me it's kinda unbelievable that she's 17 I was sure she would be 18... While she keeps talking I can't just help but stare at her crazy curly hair.

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Valerie's pov

These questions he is asking me are so abnormal. Like why on earth does he want to know how old am I?? I look at the clock and see that is 5:15 just 15 more minutes and I can leave . We are sitting in silence and it's getting to awkward for me so I break the silence " umm Mr.Wilde how old are you and why did you want to become a art teacher?" As Mr. Wilde starts talking about his passion for art I zone our and realize he has deep dimples in his cheeks I actually think his left dimple is deeper then the right one. "And that is why I became a art teacher and I am 23" fuck I wasn't paying attention to his story because of his stupid cute dimples I'll just nod and smile. " that was a very interesting story,sir. May I go now?" I look at the clock indicating that it's already 5:30 "yes Valerie you may leave. Have a good evening" "great! Bye" I give him a quick wave and a smile before walking out the door to my Jeep.
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Mr.Wilde's pov

I wave to her retreating form as she walks out my classroom door. Her smile is so perfect. It's so white and her teeth are so straight. I can't help but notice that every time she smiled it made my stomach do summersaults inside of me. As I gather my things and get into my car to go home I can't get that perfect smile out of mind. I pull into my drive way and smile at my house. A two bedroom, one bathroom and small kitchen one story house, perfect for a single man with his cat named Sirius. As I start to unlock the door to my house I look to my neighbor and see her in the shortest shorts and a tank top watering her grass ugh here we go again "Hi, Levi " I hear Janet say in the bubbly girly voice that she has. I swear she is so annoying ever since I moved here she is always trying to get in my pants. I just do not like her whatsoever but since I'm nice I wave and say "hey, Janet." She walks over to me and flips her wavy blonde hair over her shoulders trying to expose her rather large chest at me but I just stare at her eyes instead of looking down. " I was thinking that maybe you can come over for dinner I get rather lonely eating by myself." She bats her eyelashes at me and takes my glasses and puts them on her self. " you see Janet I'd rather not I have a lot of grading to do so bye" I grab my glasses off her face and rush inside. God she is such a slut. I put my school papers on my kitchen table and sit to grade them. After a couple hours of grading papers and eating a sandwich for dinner I lazily crawl into bed and cuddle a pillow close to me and before sleep can take me a image of a girl with curly hair and a perfect smile flashes in my mind.

((Authors note: woohoo for another chapter! Well the cats name is Sirius because I'm a big Harry potter fan(: well comment and favorite please!))