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.

wanted to take care of her.But before all

up something and leave.But then I ran

were being nice and they invited me

but this was Christmas.And honestly, I

was out with

Madison was throwing this party at her

of time to spend together during the break, she deserved to enjoy

up staying for a couple of

third glass of beer, Mrs.Duvall started singing karaoke and it was like a train wreck that

emulating her inner Freddy Mercury and even I had to admit, it was pretty damn fun to

apartment at around 10

keys a little, probably because I

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

covered wall to wall in glittery

Outside’ was playing from my record player

"Emma?"

middle of my living room with this

wearing a short red dress with

looked amazing.  "Happy early Christmas.I hope you don’t mind, I used the spare key

bit her lip. 

"But, what are you doing here? I thought you were gonna be at your friend’s

was.Ergo the outfit.Tiff and Carrie 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 closer to

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

know what

I said as I cupped her little face with my

can't wait," she squealed and took a couple of

behind the couch and pulled out this flat square red

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

present for you

eyes

took

big blue box with a white ribbon

store as she sat down

she glared at me

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

she pouted

more of a joke.This is your real

out a small blue box with a

afraid

she took the box from

away, and inside laid a small heart- shaped

locket?" she

"Open it," I instructed.

souls are the same..." she read the

from

with wide glimmering eyes.Her breath was caught in her

like

her feet as she

she said as she stood

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

necklace from her hand and turned her little body

it around her neck, I clasped the lock

the little gold thing resting on her chest, just below

she said as her hand went to touch

have a

also got you two

"Oh?"

she handed me the

pulled the ribbon

so excited for a Christmas present

"A sketchbook?"

when I saw

the one I had, but the leather bound

the corner was my initials

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

came into my life,

was only fitting that she got this for

my muse and I would

great.I love it.Thank you," I said

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

"What is it?"

not something that you can see...but

I looked at her quizzically, but she just smiled at

me,"she said as she pulled my

she led me to

reached the bed and

her hands went to my shirt

are you

She didn't answer me.

and pushed me down on the

complaining, but

in front of me, her hands went under her short dress and she pulled her underwear

lips instinctively

myself getting rock hard just by looking at her

the nightstand where my box of condoms was