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.

to take care of her.But before all that, I needed to make a quick stop at the mall.Yes, you heard that right.The effing mall. 

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

again.  They were being nice and they invited me

I would say no, but this was Christmas.And honestly, I didn’t have anything

out

Madison was throwing this party at her house and I told

of time to spend together during the break,

ended up staying for a

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

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

apartment at

fumbling with my keys a little, probably because I

the door finally, I swung it

wall in glittery

was playing from my record player and

"Emma?"

living room with this big smile on her

a short red dress with a

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

grinned and bit her lip.  "No, of course

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

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

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

don’t you wanna know what I got you for

even Christmas eve yet," I said as I

can't wait," she squealed

this flat square red box tied with a gold ribbon

lifted the brown paper bag I was holding in my

present for you

her eyes

in response and she took the

big blue box with a white ribbon

as she sat down and started pulling

glared at me when she saw what was

so," I gave her a playful smirk and she rolled her

clever," she pouted and put

is your real gift,"I said

pocket, I fished out a small blue box with a white

looked at it cautiously, perhaps afraid that it would be another

took the box from my hand and opened

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

locket?" she

"Open it," I instructed.

the same..." she read the

from your favorite

caught

like it?"I asked

to her

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

thought the box of panties was pretty good too,"

from her hand and turned her little body

neck, I clasped the lock on the back

thing resting on her chest,

she said as her hand went to touch the

you said you have a

also got

"Oh?"

she handed me the red box

the ribbon

so excited for a Christmas present

"A sketchbook?"

I saw

had, but the leather bound was

corner was my

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

since she came into

was only fitting that she got

and I would

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

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?"

that you can see...but

her quizzically, but

as

she led

when we reached the bed and she

went to my shirt and she started

are you

She didn't answer me.

took off my clothes and pushed me down

but I

her short dress and she pulled her underwear

lips instinctively at

rock hard

the nightstand where my box of condoms was