Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

I wished I could wrap her in my arms.

Emma was so upset that day, barging into my classroom and asking me if I had slept with Erica.She had no care in the world that we were inside the fucking school building.

What would have happened if someone had heard us? If we were anywhere else in the world, I would have put her in my arms in a heartbeat.

If I was anyone but her teacher, I would have hold her tight, kiss her forehead, and tell her that with Erica it all meant nothing.

I only went for Erica because I couldn't get to her.

And the only thing that mattered to me was her.

I wished I could stop those tears from falling, but I couldn't building.

What would have happened if someone had heard us? If we were anywhere else in the world, I would have put her in my arms in a heartbeat.

If I was anyone but her teacher, I would have hold her tight, kiss her forehead, and tell her that with Erica it all meant nothing.I only went for Erica because I couldn't get to her.And the only thing that mattered to me was her.

I wished I could stop those tears from falling, but I couldn't.

Several days had passed since then, and Emma could never look at me in the eyes again.

Even during art class, she’d always look away and pretend she was listening, but I knew she was trying to tune me out.I could be an asshole and call her out, but I didn’t want to.

I knew I had hurt her, though I never wanted to.  I never had many problems with girls before.

The reason Call it infatuation or lust, or whatever it was, I figured it was best to be left alone.

It would suck ass now, but it would be better in the long run.

So now every time I saw her around school, I just switched my brain off and looked the other way.

She wasn’t making it easy for me, though.

One day at school, she was wearing this short dress and ripped leggings...

I almost fost it right then and there in the middle of the classroom.

Some part of me thought that she was doing it on purpose, that she wanted to punish me or something.

Because since that day, she kept confing to school with these clothes that no young girl should be allowed to wear 

Fuck, I sound like her motherfucking parent.

Anyway, it didn’t matter.

Whatever shit that was going through my head, I just had to wait it out like some bad flu.

This would blow over...soon.

Aside from avoiding Emma around school grounds, I also I turned her down so many times already, I made the worst excuses too, and still she wasn't getting the hint.

The craziest part was, the teachers at school were conspiring to get us together since we were the only young single faculty members there.

They even made us chaperones to this stupid Halloween dance they were having.

get me wrong, I loved art and

dances shouldn't be included in

no interest in watching teenage kids play dress

the principal had

"Emma! Wait up!"

was just doing some paperwork in the art room when I

hadn't seen Emma in days and I realized she must be

curiosity, I stepped away from my desk and took a peek

was wearing the school’s cheerleading uniform and

She looked good.

always looked

too young, man, and

Let it go.

jock

trying to talk to her.I think

up?"

you know the Halloween homecoming dance is coming up… think you’re

my friends

mean with me?" he

me?" My fists curled up involuntarily

she started to speak, but she couldn’t

that way and you're not looking for anything serious.But I was thinking, we can go as friends?" That's a bullshit thing guys would say to

she knows

while, and this kid, Ryan, was

I could punch that

a

sure," she said finally, "as

beamed

started walking away and I had to mentally punch myself in the face to get my shit together and not go over to her

still in high school.She should go to these stupid events with stupid kids her

so worked

after overhearing that conversation at school, I had a lousy rest of the

home, I cracked open

art desk, I flipped my sketchbook open

pages, I saw a sketch of Emma that I did weeks ago, after

was just a stranger

A beautiful, mysterious stranger.

name, but her eyes haunted my sleep every night since then.

at her for the longest time and

there, thinking about how beautiful she looked and how I wanted to

said again, causing me to blink in shock.But as soon as the word left her

kissed me back

skin and she was practically pulling at my

nothing I had ever taste

bodies moved against each other, it was like we were the first and last lovers on

stand not feeling her, so without warning, I thrust myself into her all

up in pain, me held

out a scream, but

my full size, then

and so fucking warm, it was a feeling incomparable to any