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.

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

something and leave.But

  They were being nice and they invited me over for a

no, but this was Christmas.And honestly,

was out

party at her house and

time to spend together during the

for a couple

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

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

back to my apartment at

little, probably because I drank a bit

open the door finally, I swung

wall in glittery things,

It’s Cold Outside’ was playing from my record player and I didn’t

"Emma?"

living

wearing a short red dress with a Santa Claus

wearing, but on her it looked amazing.  "Happy early Christmas.I hope you don’t mind, I

her lip.  "No, of

are you

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

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

you wanna know what I got you for

as I cupped her little

she squealed

flat square red box tied with a gold ribbon on

and lifted the brown paper bag I was

have a present

eyes

she took the brown paper

big blue box with a white ribbon

store as she sat down and started pulling the

panties?" she glared at me when she saw what

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

she pouted

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

pocket, I fished out a small blue box with

cautiously, perhaps afraid that it would be

box from my hand and opened

and lid went away, and inside laid a small heart-

locket?" she

"Open it," I instructed.

the same..." she read

from your

glimmering eyes.Her breath was caught in her throat.For

you like it?"I asked

it!"she jumped to her feet as she said

as she stood on her tippy toes and gave me a

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

the necklace from her hand and turned

clasped the lock on

little gold thing resting on her chest, just

so beautiful," she said as her hand went to touch the little

a

also got you two

"Oh?"

first present," she handed me the red box

the ribbon

never been so excited for a Christmas present in a long, long

"A sketchbook?"

said when I saw what was

to the one I had, but

was my initials engraved

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

into my

fitting that she got this for

my muse and I would fill

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

second present just as much,"she said and

"What is it?"

something that you can see...but

looked at her quizzically, but she

with me,"she said as she

her as she led me

when we reached the bed and she turned around to face

hands went to my shirt and she started undoing

What are

She didn't answer me.

and pushed me down on the

but

hands went under her short

my lips

hard just by looking at

the nightstand where my box of