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.

of her.But before all that, I needed to make a quick

had to pick up something and leave.But then I

you heard that right again.  They were being nice and they invited me over for a

say no, but this was Christmas.And

out

Madison was throwing this party at her house and I

spend together during the break,

staying for a couple of

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

inner Freddy Mercury and even I had to admit, it was pretty

apartment at around 10

because I drank a

the door finally, I swung it open and my

to wall in

record player and I didn’t

"Emma?"

my living room

was wearing a short red dress with a Santa

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

and bit her lip.  "No,

my head quickly and closed the door behind me, "But, what are you doing here? I

be Mean Girls.But anyway, I left early because I want to give you your present," she rambled and stumbled a little as

a little, but I am completely sober,"she stated firmly, as firm as a drunk person would,

wanna know what I got

even Christmas eve yet," I said as I cupped her

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

went behind the couch and pulled out this flat square red box

and lifted the brown paper bag I

present for you

eyes widened

response and she took the brown paper bag from

a big blue box with a

a little girl in a candy store as

she glared at me when she saw what was

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

very clever," she pouted

your real gift,"I

pocket, I fished out a small blue

cautiously, perhaps afraid that it would be

from my hand and

ribbon and lid went away, and inside laid

locket?" she

"Open it," I instructed.

souls are the same..." she

favorite quote from your

glimmering eyes.Her breath was caught in her throat.For a moment, she

like

jumped to her feet as she

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

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

took the necklace from her hand and turned

it around her neck, I clasped the lock on

admired the little gold thing resting on her chest,

she said as her hand

you have a present

I also got

"Oh?"

handed me the red box on

pulled the ribbon

been so excited for a Christmas present in a long, long

"A sketchbook?"

I saw what was

had, but the leather bound was new

my

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

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

was only fitting that she got

my muse and I

love it.Thank

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

"What is it?"

can see...but it’s

I looked at her quizzically, but she

as she

she

reached the bed and

me, her hands went to my shirt and she

are you

She didn't answer me.

my clothes and

complaining, but

under her short dress and she pulled her

my lips instinctively at

getting rock hard just by looking at

where my