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.

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

up something and leave.But then I ran into a couple of other teachers from school, they

were being nice and they invited

this was Christmas.And honestly, I didn’t have anything

was out with

was throwing this party at her house and I told Emma

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

ended up staying for a

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

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

my apartment at around

was fumbling with my keys a little, probably because I drank a

door finally, I swung it open and my

was covered wall to wall in glittery things,

from my record player and I didn’t know I had that

"Emma?"

middle of my living room with this big smile on her

short red dress with

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

bit her lip.  "No, of course

behind me, "But, what are you doing here? I thought you were

because I want to give you your present," she rambled and

my arms I drank a little, but I am

know what I got

as I cupped her little face

excited.I can't wait," she

the couch and pulled out this flat

I chuckled and lifted the brown paper bag I was

a present for you

her eyes

nodded in response and she took the brown

blue box with a

as she sat

of panties?" she glared at me when she saw what

her a playful smirk and she rolled her eyes

she pouted and

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

a small blue

cautiously, perhaps afraid that it would be

box from my hand

went away, and inside

a locket?" she

"Open it," I instructed.

souls are the same..." she

from your favorite

stared at me with wide glimmering eyes.Her breath was caught in her throat.For a moment, she just stared at me, not

you like

it!"she jumped to her feet as she said

love you.Thank you.This is the best gift ever," she said as she

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

hand and

clasped the lock on the

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

her

you have a present for me?"

also got you

"Oh?"

your first present," she handed me the red box

the ribbon

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

"A sketchbook?"

said when I saw

looked similar to the one I had, but

corner was my initials

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

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

was only fitting that she got this

I

love it.Thank

your second present just as much,"she said

"What is it?"

can

her quizzically, but

said as she

followed her as she led me to the

reached the bed and

up at me, her hands went to my shirt and she

are you

She didn't answer me.

clothes and pushed me down on the

complaining, but I

under her short dress

lips

hard just by looking

nightstand where my