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.

rest.I wanted to take care of her.But before all that, I needed to make a quick stop at the

like thirty minutes in 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 invited me over for a

say no, but this was Christmas.And honestly, I didn’t

was out with her

Madison was throwing this party at her house and I told Emma

the

for

and it was like a train wreck that

and even I had to

got back to my apartment at around 10

because I drank a bit too many shots

I managed to open the door finally, I swung it open and my eyes widened in

was covered wall to wall

playing from my record player and I didn’t

"Emma?"

middle of my living room with this big

wearing a short red dress with a Santa

was probably the same hat that John was wearing, but on her it looked amazing.  "Happy early Christmas.I hope you don’t mind, I used the

and bit her lip.  "No, of course

shook my head quickly and closed the door behind me, "But, what are

I left early because I want to give you your

as I caught her little body in my arms I drank a little, but I am completely sober,"she

you wanna know what I got you

Christmas eve yet," I said as

she squealed and took a couple of

pulled out this flat square red box tied with a gold

in that case," I chuckled and lifted the brown paper bag I

a present for you

her eyes

and she took the brown paper

big blue box with a white ribbon around

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

at me when she saw what was inside

so," I gave her a

clever," she pouted and put

is your real

fished out a small blue box with a white ribbon

afraid that

box from my hand and

went away, and inside

locket?"

"Open it," I instructed.

souls are the same..." she read the

from your favorite

wide glimmering eyes.Her breath was caught in her throat.For a

like it?"I asked

love it!"she jumped to her feet as she

the best gift ever," she said as she stood on her tippy toes and gave me a kiss on

thought the box of panties was pretty good too," I laughed and she shoved me

took the necklace from her hand and turned her little

the lock

little gold thing resting

so beautiful," she said as her hand went to

said you have a present for me?" I

got

"Oh?"

is your first present," she handed me

pulled the ribbon

a Christmas present

"A sketchbook?"

I

to the one I had, but the leather bound was new and

was my

of pages in your old one.An artist can never have

wildest dreaMs.Ever since she came into my life, I had so much more passion oozing out

that she got this

my muse and I would

is great.I love it.Thank

second present just as much,"she said and

"What is it?"

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

I looked at her quizzically, but

as she pulled

her as she led me

reached the bed and she turned around to

went to my shirt

are you

She didn't answer me.

my clothes and pushed me down

complaining, but I

her short dress and she pulled her underwear

my lips

getting rock hard

darted to the nightstand where