Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

IAN's POV 

"The PSAT is useless.It's not even the real SATs.Remind me why do I have to take it again?"

Emma sighed dramatically as she slumped down on the couch.

"Because it'll help you get a feel of the actual SATs,"

I said and I took the spot next to her.

She immediately curled herself into my arm, a habit I now came to love.

"It's stupid though.And hard,"she looked up at me and asked, "Did you take your PSATs?"

"No.They're stupid,"I scoffed.

"Exactly —"

"But I was also stupid in high school.You're not.So you're gonna have to do better than me,"I added quickly and she piped down.

"You got into Emory, you can't be that bad,"

"I got into Emory as a transfer.I took two years of community college before I figured out what I wanted and applied there,"

She let out another dramatic sigh and said, "So you're saying I have to come to school on a Saturday and take this stupid test,"

"Yes,"I said firmly, "And I'll be there too,"

"You're going to take the PSAT?"she gaped at me.

"No,"I chuckled, "I’m gonna be at school tomorrow because I have a meeting with Principal Finn,"

"Oh,"she mouthed.

"What about?"

"Faculty stuff.Nothing important,"

"What time will you be done?"

"Probably around 12,"

"Me too.Maybe I'll see you tomorrow, then?"

"Yeah.

And you can tell me all about how you aced the stupid PSAT,"I said as I kissed her cute little nose, causing her to squirm and giggle.

This thing with Emma, it was getting out of control.

I didn't think I could ever feel this way before, let alone with a high school girl who was my student.

Every time I see her, I see my future in her eyes.

But that future was always clouded by the looming doom that stood before us—the school.

As long as I was her teacher, none of this would be acceptable.

As long as she was my student, we could never do this the right way.

And I wanted to do it the right way.

I wanted to be able to take her out on dates, meet her parents and her friends neot on school grounds or at parent teacher conferences.  The school was doing its annual parent teacher conference next week, along with a college fair for the junior class.

There was a high chance that I might run into her parents there and that would be... terrible.

Just imagine, I would introduce myself as her art teacher.

And then Emma and I would continue dating in secret.

And then years later, when I wanted to be serious or marry her, her parents would find out that I was dating their daughter all this time while she was at school.

Would they ever give this pervert their blessings? Fuck to the no.  I didn't tell Emma I was thinking about all these things.

She was busy dealing with her exams and I didn’t wanna make her worry.

She shouldn't be worried about stuff like this.

She was only a high school student for god’s sake.

I brought this upon her.

find a way to

Saturday, a week before the parent teacher’s conference, and I would tell him that I

I liked my job.

and

there’s an emergency and you

stood up from his chair and motioned for me to take a seat

for seeing me on a Saturday, Principal

I took a

you is because I'd like to

and asked, "You want to terminate your

"Yes,"I nodded firmly.

so suddenly? I thought you were adjusting just fine into the

am, but—l, um, there’s just some personal

I think that this is the right choice

was stammering, turns out I was

must say I am

continuing, "And

things about you, both from the student body and the

very kind of you

Thank you,"

the HR department and as soon as the

due respect, I don’t think I can

"What do you mean?"

resign before this week

is too

resign without giving us

and I’m sorry.But there’s

"Mr.Hayes, this is unacceptable.

teacher conferences are

know.But I’ve graded and finished all my responsibilities for my class.The

a part of your responsibility too, Mr.Hayes.Not just the grades and the

He definitely looked angry.

Not good.

Finn, I apologize for the

words to say, "But

be away next

able to make

a deep breath

moment before saying, "If you can’t make

with the

not a bad

for your

he continued.

you don’t give us a plausible reason to terminate the contract, it's

"l understand, but —"

your teaching career we're talking about,"I swallowed

out a sigh and once again

Finn didn’t say anything

my face, and I

probably the most awkward minute of my

being studied

my

you'll have to give us

 "Hey? Where

beamed at me as soon as I stepped inside the art

studio looked emptier than

was littered with artworks or painting equipment, but

the kids had submitted their AP art portfolio

an end,

with

as I took a step towards

around before I planted a quick

be long

kiss you in

"Is everything okay?"

eyes at me, perhaps she noticed the heavy things

"It will be,"

I smiled reassuringly.

"What?"

terminate my contract with

won't be teaching here

She was so shocked.

open and her jaw fell as she said, "Why did you do