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.

take care of her.But before all that,

was only supposed to spend 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 from school, they were having

again.  They were being nice and

but this was Christmas.And honestly, I didn’t

was out

party at her house and I told

during the break, she deserved to enjoy herself with her

for a couple of

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

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

my apartment

was fumbling with my keys a little, probably because I

I managed to open the door finally, I swung

room was covered wall to wall in glittery things, candles, and little

was playing from my record player and I didn’t know I

"Emma?"

my living room with this big smile on her

red dress with a Santa Claus hat

but on her it looked

her lip.  "No, of

and closed the door behind me, "But, what are you doing here? I thought you were gonna be at your friend’s

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

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

you wanna know what I got you for

as I cupped

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

and pulled out this flat square red box tied with a gold

and lifted the brown paper

a present

eyes widened

took the

blue box with a

a candy store as she sat down and started pulling the ribbon away

of panties?" she glared at me when she saw

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

pouted and put the box

more of a joke.This is your real gift,"I

the coat’s pocket, I fished out a small blue box

perhaps afraid that

from my hand and

lid went away, and inside laid

a locket?" she

"Open it," I instructed.

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

quote from your favorite

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

you like it?"I

to her feet

best gift ever," she said as she stood on her tippy toes

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

the necklace from her hand and turned her little body

her neck, I clasped the lock on the back of her

turned around and admired the little gold thing resting on her chest, just below

said as her hand went

you have a present for

I also got

"Oh?"

handed me the red box on

pulled the ribbon

excited for a Christmas present in a long, long

"A sketchbook?"

said when I

I had, but the leather bound was new and

my

noticed you almost ran out of pages in your old one.An artist can never have enough blank pages to draw on,"

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

only fitting that she

was my muse and I would fill these pages

great.I love it.Thank

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

"What is it?"

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

at her quizzically, but

said as she pulled

as she led me to

reached the bed and she turned around to

up at me, her hands went to my shirt and

What are you

She didn't answer me.

clothes and pushed me down

wasn’t complaining, but

went under her short dress and

my lips instinctively

getting rock hard just by looking at

nightstand where my box of condoms was