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.

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,

like thirty minutes in the mall.I just had to pick up something and leave.But

again.  They were being nice and

would say no, but this was Christmas.And

was out

girl called Madison was throwing this party at her house and

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

staying for

glass of beer, Mrs.Duvall started singing karaoke and it

and even I had to admit, it was pretty damn fun to

got back to my apartment

with my keys a little, probably because I

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

wall

from my record player and I

"Emma?"

middle of my living room with this big smile

a short red dress with a Santa

John was wearing, but on her it looked amazing.  "Happy early Christmas.I hope you

bit her lip. 

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

left early because I want to give you your present," she rambled and stumbled a little as she walked closer

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

you wanna know what I

I said as I cupped her little face

wait," she squealed and took

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

the brown paper

have a present for you

her eyes

response and she took the brown paper bag

blue box with a

like a little girl in a candy store as she sat down and started pulling the ribbon away

panties?" she glared at me when

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

very clever," she pouted and

a joke.This is your real

I fished out a small blue box with

looked at it cautiously, perhaps afraid that it

box from my hand and

and inside laid

locket?"

"Open it," I instructed.

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

favorite quote from your favorite

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

you like it?"I asked

love it!"she jumped to her feet

she stood on her tippy toes and gave me a kiss on

I thought the box of panties was pretty good too,"

from her hand and turned

I clasped the lock

the little gold thing

said as her hand went to touch the little

you have a present for

I also got you two

"Oh?"

first present," she handed me the red box on the

the

for a Christmas present in

"A sketchbook?"

when I

had, but the leather bound was

my initials engraved

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

since she came into my life, I had so much more passion oozing out of my

fitting that

I would fill these pages with

love it.Thank you," I

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

"What is it?"

can see...but it’s something you can

her quizzically,

said as she

followed her as she led me

her tracks when we reached the bed

went to my

What are

She didn't answer me.

clothes and pushed me

complaining, but I

of me, her hands went under her short dress and she pulled her underwear down to

my lips instinctively

hard just by looking

darted to the nightstand where my box