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.

had been working hard 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 effing

to spend like thirty minutes in the mall.I just had to pick up something and leave.But then I ran into a

that right again.  They were being nice and

was Christmas.And honestly,

out with her

throwing this party at her house and I told Emma

during the break, she deserved to enjoy

up staying for a couple of

karaoke and it was like a train wreck that you

emulating her inner Freddy Mercury and even I had to admit,

apartment at

little, probably because I drank a

open the door finally, I swung it

wall to wall in glittery things,

playing from my record player and

"Emma?"

middle of my living room with this big smile

was wearing a short red dress with a Santa

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

grinned and bit her lip.  "No, of

head quickly and closed the door behind me, "But, what are you doing here? I thought you were gonna be at

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

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

wanna know what I got

as I

know, I’m just too excited.I can't wait," she squealed and took a couple

went behind the couch and pulled out this flat

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

have a present for

eyes widened

and she took the brown paper

blue box with a white ribbon around

in a candy store as

glared at me when she

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

pouted and

is your real gift,"I said as I took

pocket, I fished out a small blue box

at it cautiously, perhaps afraid that it would be another practical

she took the box from my hand

inside laid a small

a locket?" she

"Open it," I instructed.

souls are the same..." she read the engravings on the

favorite quote from your

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

like

it!"she jumped to her feet

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

panties was pretty good too," I laughed and she shoved me

her hand and turned her little

her neck, I clasped the

and admired the little gold thing resting on

said as her hand went

said you have a

also got you

"Oh?"

your first present," she handed me the red

the ribbon away

a Christmas present in a

"A sketchbook?"

when I saw what

the one I had,

my initials

one.An artist can never have enough blank

since she came into my life, I

only fitting that she

I would fill these pages

great.I love it.Thank you," I

hope you'll like your second present just as much,"she said and her

"What is it?"

not something that you can see...but it’s something you can

her quizzically, but she just smiled

said as she

her as she

when we reached the bed

to my shirt and she

What are you

She didn't answer me.

she took off my clothes and pushed me down on

wasn’t complaining, but I

under her short dress and she pulled her underwear

my lips instinctively

feel myself getting rock hard just by looking at

the nightstand where my box of condoms