Opportunities

Opportunities

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At the second floor at our school ramp there really wasn't much view, but at the moment it was the most awesome one. The silence wasn't awkward,more like haunting, like there was more to it. Little did I know. He turned and looked at me, silent. Studying every feature of my face like it was the first time he saw me. He looked away, looked at me again an opened his mouth like was about to say something and closed it again. He looked away one last time cursing under his breath until he turned fully towards me saying "For the best times". He kissed me, slowly yet desperate. Like there was no tomorrow. Like tomorrow wasn't the last day of school. Like we wouldn't see each other for a month. Like we would agree we wouldn't kiss anymore. Like he forgot he had a girlfriend. We kissed like we were lovers and not friends...
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"Your sarcasm is cute, but you don't have to use it so often." He was smiling. "This is a pretty open place to meet your student." "Which is true." Nodding his head but not dropping my hand or creating a space between us. "Okay. Sooo still haven't told me the purpose of me being here." I laughed lightly. My palm was beginning to become sweaty and my heart was beating so fast. Extremely fast. "I wanted to see you." He bit out truthfully. "Well you see me." My voice was barely above a whisper but some how he heard me and stepped closer. "Which is also true."Oh God, he was leaning down. Was he going to kiss me? Who am I kidding, he was going to kiss me. He was moving so damn slow. Slower than Carter and this was becoming blissful torture. Halfway there....... It's Stacie's junior year,with her blonde and pink hair she's never been average. With one friend she has plenty free time. Free time to fall for a new guy and the new hot teacher, her new hot Art teacher. In the end she will have to choose....

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