“Teacher!” I shouted softly that only the two of us could hear, I gently pushed him to stop him from kissing me. Shit, I hope no one sees what he did. I know people will think it’s normal because I’m his girlfriend—–but I didn’t know he was my boyfriend! it’s just eme-eme. He didn’t flirt with me, then girlfriend right away? Then the worst, soon to be Mrs. I’m dane! Ugly! The last name doesn’t suit me.
Summer Dane.
“What?” he asked me while wiping the side of my lips that was stained with blood, because of what I drank earlier.
“Stop kissing me. You’re not funny” I said to him and I was about to turn away from him but he pulled my arm and leaned against the cold wall. f’ck! Despicable the walls at any time.
“Why would I?” he said with a smile then kissed me in a gentle way. I averted my face from him but it didn’t matter because he was still chasing me. When someone sees us here, what else will they think? it might even recommend that we get a room—-and that’s embarrassing.
“T-teacher, stop it!” I whispered to him causing him to stop kissing me. It’s a good thing, we’re the only people here because if someone listens to us, they’ll probably wonder why I’m called a teacher.
“Fine. Let’s go home” when he gave up. What? Are we going home soon? So fast! I don’t want to go home, I can’t go out anymore. Tomorrow is still Sunday.
“Huh? will you leave your guests here?” I asked but I was really just looking for an excuse not to go home early.
“So, what? Come on, I’m tired. Let’s go home, sweetheart.” he said pulling me to the parking lot, I flinched because something suddenly came to my mind. I’m going home like this? What will the maids at the teacher’s house say when they see me dressed like this and their boss is still with me? He’s the one who brought me here, and another thing is if they think I’m messing with my teacher, they’re wrong. I am his student and he is my teacher, if he wants something from me—-me, nothing. He’s not my type.
“Teacher, how old are you?” I asked when we got into his car. Until now, I’m still clueless about his age. all of us students at school, we don’t even know anything about him, only Mr. Dane is the only one we know besides me. I already know his name, Lucas Dane. The case is, I only know his name.
“26, why?” he answered, turning me back. 26? The distance between us! I’m only 18 years old!
But why am I the problem?
“Nothing, I’m just asking. How far are we apart?” I asked a little hesitantly. It’s true what Celine said earlier, we’re not a good match. they were better suited to our Science teacher, they were more beautiful and sexier to me, they were the same age, and the teacher already owned them.
I sound so insecure.
“Hmm, yeah. What do you think?” he asked. What does he mean by his question? Does he also want to say that we are not suitable? I’m fine with that… I guess?
“Nothing…” I hesitantly answered him. I have to stop my mouth from the word that will come out here, maybe what I can say and give it meaning.
I want to answer him with ‘are we not compatible? Haha’ but I don’t want to. I’m ashamed. He might just laugh at me because I’m insecure about something but I’m too shy to say anything because I’m afraid of what he’ll say. My lips almost hurt just to stop the words that wanted to escape my mouth. Relax summer. Stop pressuring your self.
“I know, you have something to ask” he said so I couldn’t stop my mouth.
“Do you like Ms. Cherry? Our science teacher?”
I covered my mouth as soon as I finished speaking. What kind of question is that, summer?! You are not really thinking!
“A-ahm… What… “Don’t answer,” I suddenly said and slowly took a deep breath. How can I take it back if he already heard it? After all, it’s obvious that the teacher likes Ms. Cherry, nothing will happen to them if she doesn’t like our science teacher.
He laughed softly before answering. “Hmm, I have a crush on her.” this silenced me. I don’t know why I laughed so hard, and smiled so hard at the teacher. It’s like something pinched my heart and I just want to look away, I don’t want to see him.
I’m just his toy. He just needs my blood, that’s all. besides, what about now? I don’t like him, he’s not my type. that’s why I want to run away because I don’t want him. That’s it.
“Teacher, your hand” I scolded and moved. His hand rested on my thigh and then he stroked my thigh, I was not comfortable. Ms. He likes cherry but he is responding to me, is he so bored that he can argue with me? Is he the same when our science teacher is with him? Why did he introduce me as soon to be Mrs. Dane if Ms. Cherry is what he likes? Flirt with someone else while he’s gone? is it like that?
“Why so silent, summer?” he asked while continuing to drive.
“Should I make noise?” I answered questioningly and I didn’t notice that there was something sarcastic about what I said. I can’t help but be irritated and annoyed with him. I’m like a toy for what he’s doing, maybe he is using me. But Im still a girl. It’s frustrating that my life will fall apart in this way.
“No, that’s not what I mean. Why don’t you speak—-”
“Because you’re annoying! Ms. Cherry is what you want! What is my role here? blood donor whenever you are thirsty? Me first while he’s not there, then when he’s there, I’ll leave? It would be good if he was here in my situation! He should be the one you introduced earlier! You know, stop the car! I’m going down!” I shouted in front of him. I wanted to slap him but all I could do was scream because if I slapped him, we would definitely get into trouble, maybe that would be the reason for my death.
“What the hell? Are you jealous?” he said laughing so I cried in annoyance. How can he make me laugh? I’m not jealous! They should be together with our science teacher, after all, they are more suitable!
“Hey, why are you crying?” he asked before stopping the car on the side of the road. I don’t cry because I’m jealous, I cry because I’m annoyed. I’m always like this. but he was stupid because he stopped the car.
*BUCK!*
“What the f’ck?” he moaned as I slapped him hard. Look at her! I said a lot and then he just laughs at me?
“Why the hell did you slap me?” he answered with a hint of annoyance so I glared at him sharply. he really doesn’t know why? Should Ms. Cherry was the one who kidnapped me, after all, Ms. Cherry is what he wants, why am I here with him?!
“Ask Ms. Cherry” I answered her warningly then turned my gaze to the window. but I was surprised when I heard the opening and closing of the door where he was sitting, I peeked at him outside and saw him go around the door next to me.
“Teacher! Where are you taking me?!” I yelled at him as he pulled me out of the car. He immediately opened the passenger seat door and pushed me in there. I felt bad when my elbow hit the windshield of the car, but that’s not what I was thinking. The teacher also got in the passenger seat so we were next to each other, he also locked the door so I started to get nervous.
shit! Is he angry?
To be continued…