Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

IAN’s POV : 

A MONTH LATER  

"Alright everyone, have a great winter break.Merry Christmas,"

I said as soon as the clock struck three and the sound of the bell pierced through the air.

The kids roared in cheers as they busily grabbed their things and scattered out of the room.

"Merry Christmas, Mr.Hayes," they said to me as they walked out the door.

I nodded and smiled at everyone.

I was never big into holiday spirits, but this year, things were different.

Emma and I went to New Jersey for Thanksgiving, so I decided to spend Christmas and the New Year with her in Georgia.

We didn't get a chance to spend Christmas together last year so this was gonna be our first.

Walking out of the empty classroom, I went past several other students and teachers that greeted me with ‘Merry Christmas’.

That was great and all, but actually I was looking for someone else.

I didn’t see Emma anywhere though.

She must be out already.

After thanksgiving, things got pretty busy for her.

On top of exams and homework, she also had to take her SATs and did her college applications.

I was so damn proud of her.

I proofread her essay and I wasn't saying this just because I’m in love with her, but seriously, those college admission people would be dumb if they don't take her.

Making my way into the teachers’ lounge, I noticed the Christmas decorations hanging around the wall.

They also put up a plastic tree and a desk with what I believe to be fruit punch and cookies.

"Hayes! Merry Christmas,"

Pullman yelled at me from across the room.

He was holding onto a red cup and he was wearing that stupid Santa Claus hat.

"Hey, Merry Christmas, John,"

I nodded back at him.

He strode over to me and that was when I noticed he was talking to Erica Diaz just a moment ago.

She acknowledged my presence and let out a small smile.

I smiled politely back.

"So, uh, any plans for the holidays?"

John said when he was an arm’s length away.

"Not much.Just gonna kick it with my girl,"

"The long distance girl? You still on that?"

"Yeah,"I nodded.

"Still on that,"

"Well, hey, that’s good for you,"he patted my shoulders and suddenly he leaned into my ears and whispered, 

“So, bro, I heard you had a thing with Erica Diaz a year ago.I was just wondering if it’d be cool if I make a move on her? Anyways you got a girl and everything,"

I stifled a laugh and said, "Dude, go for it, man,"

"Yeah? ‘Cause I just wanna make sure...bros before hos right?" he whispered back.

"John, I'm telling you, go for it," I looked him square in the eyes and smiled full of reassurance.

"Well, alright then," he nodded in excitement.

That stupid grin was back on his face as he made his way back to Erica.

I thought it was amusing that people actually believed Erica and I had something going on.

Anyway, I was done with school drama for the day.

I grabbed my things and made my way out of there faster than you can say spiked eggnog.

"Enjoy your holidays, Hayes!" John called out as I left the room.

"Oh, I will," I said to myself.

I had fun plans for the holidays.

Mainly it revolved around lazing around the apartment, working on my art pieces, and cuddling with my girl next to the fireplace.

lately and she deserved some rest.I wanted to take care of her.But before all that, I needed to make a quick stop at the mall.Yes, you heard that right.The

mall.I just had to pick up something and leave.But then I ran into a couple of other teachers

right again.  They were being nice and they

was Christmas.And honestly, I didn’t have anything else better to

was out

this party at

to spend together during the break, she deserved to enjoy

up staying for

third glass of beer, Mrs.Duvall started singing karaoke and it was like a train wreck that you couldn't

even I had to admit,

to my apartment at around

because I drank

the door finally, I swung

covered wall to wall

It’s Cold Outside’ was playing from my record player and

"Emma?"

the middle of my living room with this big smile on her

wearing a short red dress with a Santa

same hat that John was wearing, but on her it looked amazing.  "Happy

lip.

are you doing here? I thought you were gonna be

wanted to be Mean Girls.But anyway, I left early because I want to give you your present,"

in my arms I drank a little, but I am completely sober,"she stated firmly,

know what I

as I cupped her little face

too excited.I can't wait," she squealed and took a couple of

and pulled out this flat square red box tied with a

in that case," I chuckled and lifted the

a present for you

her eyes

nodded in response and she took the brown paper bag from

blue box

girl in a candy store as she sat down and started pulling

she glared at me

you're gonna run out, so," I gave her a playful smirk and she rolled her

very clever," she pouted and

joke.This is your real gift,"I said as I

pocket, I fished out a small blue box

perhaps afraid that it would be

box from my hand

and inside laid a small heart-

locket?" she

"Open it," I instructed.

same..." she read the engravings

quote from your

stared at me with wide glimmering eyes.Her breath was caught in her throat.For a

you like it?"I

love it!"she jumped to her feet as she

love you.Thank you.This is the best gift ever," she said as she stood on her

of panties was pretty good too," I laughed

hand and turned

clasped the lock on the back

little gold thing resting on her

so beautiful," she said as her hand went to touch the

you said you have a present for me?"

I also got you

"Oh?"

handed

pulled the

never been so excited for a Christmas present in a long, long

"A sketchbook?"

I saw what

I had, but the

was my

you almost ran out of pages in your old one.An artist can never have enough blank pages to

since she came into my life, I

was only fitting that she got

I would fill these pages with

it.Thank you," I said

like it.And I hope you'll like your second present just as much,"she said and

"What is it?"

you can see...but it’s something you can

at her quizzically,

as she pulled

as she

reached the bed and she

up at me, her hands went to my shirt and she

are

She didn't answer me.

she took off my clothes and

wasn’t complaining, but I was

me, her hands went under her short dress

my lips

getting rock hard just by looking

eyes darted to the nightstand where