"Don't you get it, you're mine, the sooner you realise it the better." The first chapters are so bad but it was my first time writing and I don't know what I was thinking but it gets better :)

~TeacherXStudent/ GirlXGirl~ Sam never had an easy life, and as she battles with the memories of her dysfunctional past she also has to battle the sexual tension she has for her hot History teacher, Miss Adams. When her older brother brings home a familiar pretty face, Sam's life turns completely upside down as struggles to distance herself from a woman who always seems to be around. ***HARSH LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL CONTENT.***

Leah's just a girl like another: hanging out with friends, experiencing love, having family fights and love... But what happens when her perfect world isn't that perfect anymore? And what about this teacher that always tries to help...?

Have you ever had a crush on one of your teachers? Probably, I think everyone has that one teacher who walks into the classroom and straight into your thoughts. Miss Morgan is that teacher for me, stunningly beautiful she instantly consumes my thoughts when I'm near her - or away from her. What would you do if you had the chance to spend two weeks on a school trip with them? Well that's how lucky I am right now. Lets see how it goes for me. ➰

Lilly's family are different from other people's. They each have a crystal which controls who they fall in love with. They have two years, from their eighteenth birthday to their twentieth, to find this 'soul mate'. Lilly's big brother Harry died because he didn't find his in time and Lilly is petrified that the same will happen to her so when she finds hers on the first day she is beyond relieved. There's just one small problem. She's a woman. (WARNING: This story is simply the first draft and mostly written by a fourteen/ fifteen-year-old me. It isn't the best!)

(Teacherxstudent) It might have been the way her hand moved effortlessly across the canvas with every stroke she made, or the way her eyes would shine when speaking about her passion that she adored so much, or maybe it was her smile that seemed to captivate me every time. She was perfect in her own way, and I wish I could tell her how much happiness she brings into my life by being present. How all my worries and fears seem to drown away when she's near, or how a simple "hello" makes my day. The only thing stopping me from getting close to her is that diamond ring on her left hand, and how terrible of a person I feel every time I think about her in ways I'm not suppose to, and the fact that I couldn't bring her into my fucked up life. Oh, and because she's my art teacher. Mrs. Shuler, if only you knew how much I adore you.