I watched her, closely and carefully as her legs uncrossed, and crossed again. She was confused, lost, and maybe even scared as she stared down at the paper in front of her.
I leaned forward in my seat behind my desk as she bit the eraser of her pencil and sighed ever so softly.
My eyes were wondering all over her body, taking in every inch, from her short blond locks, with part stained black, to her converse covered feet. She was amazing. Smart, beautiful, sweet and had the most stunning voice I had ever heard.
I felt a tap upon my shoulder as I turned.
A young boy stood at my side, handing me a piece of paper, with blue ink scattered about it.
"Mr. Melanson, I'm finished." He stated as I took the paper from him.
Clearing my throat, I laid the paper on my desk.
"Thank you Tony, you may leave." I said simply.
The boy, Tony, walked away from the desk, and to a smaller one. He picked up his backpack and looked down at my love, she looked back up and gave him a visible glare, and with a smile, he walked away
Oh how I hated this boy. A complete asshole if you will, that had oh so sadly seduced my angel into his unforgiving arms many time before. I've seen my dear sweet Sammi come into this room countless times avoiding this boy, sometimes in tears, and then, the next day, be gleefully resting in his arms once again, and thank god, she had finally ended her connection with this cretin.
Finally, I saw Sammi put on last mark on her paper and sigh and stand slowly. Fixing the hem of her skirt, she walked to me. Her walk was much defined, feet one after the other, with hips that swung ever so slightly. It was like she was merely floating on the ground below her.
As she reached me with a sigh she handed me the paper.
I couldn't suppress the smile behind my lip as I was the green ink splatter on the paper, various words crossed out, with countless doodles etched into the margins of the paper.
"I guess I'm done Mr. M" escaped her lips as she leaned gently back onto my desk.
She was the last one to finish her exam.
"Well, I'm not going to lie to you Mrs. Kinnear, it is a sight." I chuckled, looking down at the cartoon dinosaurs, robots, hearts and stars everywhere.
Her white teeth came out from behind her beautiful full pink lips into a stunning smile.
"Well, you know me, I get bored" she giggled and stood straight again.
As she was about to walk away to pick up her things, I called to her. Spinning on her heel, she faced me.
"Yes?" she asked, tilting her head ever so slightly. She was adorable. I could feel my heart start to race slightly.
"Would you mind coming her for just a moment?" I asked, waving my hand back towards myself.
"Sure" she responded near skipping back to me.
"What's up?" her hands were placed on my desk, leaning forward slightly.
"Well, Samanth-"
"Sammi" she interjected quickly.
"Right, Sammi. I just wanted to... Well. Ahem, I wanted to tell you that. Um..."
Giggling leaned forward even more.
"Come on Mr. M, what's up? Did I like, massively fail something? Or are you just admitting your love for meeeeee!" she giggled while mockingly holding her hand over her heart. He joke caught me off guard, and with a simple, Yes, her giggling stopped.
"Huh?" her hand dropped slowly and she stared.
"I am, admitting my feelings for you, I mean. I love you Sammi. I can't stop it, and neither can you. I just wanted you to know."
My voice didn't falter once, and I kept my eyes in full contact with hers.
"Oh. Um... Mr. M, haha, I don't know what... uhh.." she scratched the back of her head and laughed softly once again.
"You don't need to say anything; I just wanted to let you know. I love you, and now that you do, you're free to leave." I said, looking down to the papers in front of me. My heart was pounding and I didn't quite know what to do. I know in my heart I wanted her to say it back, and allow me to take her right there, right here. Sadly, I heard her steps walk away, her backpack being picked off the floor and the door open.
"Mr. M?"
My head shot up. Her blue eyes here shinning, and her body was leaning on the doorframe, showing her nice curve so well.
"Yes?" I asked, unable to stop my eyes from looking her up and down.
"I love you too." And with that, she was gone. The door had shut behind her before I had a chance to say a thing.
The next day I ran late, after a sleepless night with thoughts full of Sammi. I couldn't wait to see her again. Sadly I had to wait to the very last period of this long school day to see her.
.....................
As the bell rang, signaling for 7th period to begin, I looked up at saw her.
Dressed in a small shocking neon blue skirt, A tight neon blue tang top to match the skirt, with a longer, lower cut black one over top, Long back leggings with blue bows at the top that were only visible what she sat. He converse had blue laces pulled through them, and her eye shadow matched the rest of her bright clothing. She looked amazing.
Our eyes caught and she smiled. My heart was pounding, and I was barley able to cover my lesson. I could swear she was teasing me throughout it all. Resting her hand gently on her thigh, leaving her legs open slightly when crossing her legs, leaning forward on her desk, so her chest would barley be kept in her tight clothing. It was killing me.
I was saved as the final bell rang.
When all of the students had cleared, and the door had shut, I stared at her. She was sitting carefully in her seat, her eyes boring into mine.
"Hello Mrs. Kinnear." I said simply with a smirk at her obvious nervousness.
"Hi..." she said meekly. With a wave of my hand, she stood and walked to me. I stood as well and waited for her to be close enough. With barley a foot between us, I pulled her to me. Wrapping my arms around her slender waist I held her to my chest, leaning down to her ear.
"You look amazing" I whispered, being sure to breath down her neck.
"T-thank you Mr. M" she stuttered.
"Brad. Call me Brad." I said, running my hand up the back of her shirt.
"Okay... Brad." She was shaking gently, and leaning into me.
"You seem scared" I stated as gently as possible. I left my hand right on top of her bra strap.
"Not scared..." her breath was slightly ragged and I could feel the goose bumps rise in her skin.
I unsnapped her bra quickly and swiftly.
"Well, what then?" I cocked my head to the side, and backed it slightly so I could look right into her eyes.
"Um... nervous... and..." she trailed off looking away from my eyes.
Sliding my hand back down her skin and out of her shirt, I grabbed the bottom loosely and started to pull it up. I left a trail kisses up her neck and to her ear.
"And...?" I asked, kissing her ear.