Making my way home, I found myself smirking; if all the girls from Westfield were like Amanda then I’d have on hell of a year.I went home for a quick shower and threw on some new clothes before heading to school, grin plastered on my face.
Once I stepped into english class Alex cut her eyes to me and shook her head.
“Had fun?” she asked,
“Best I’ve had in a while” I winked.
The room was filling in with students until the bell rang and Carmen slipped in at the last second, a little out of breath.
“I marked your pieces last night and I’d have to say I was quite impressed with majority of them” she told the class.
“And some people need to manage their time and actually do their work in class” the latina’s eyes bored into mine as she said this.
An amused grin found its way to my face as Carmen began to hand back our work.
“Well done Alex” the 23 year old said.
“Nerd” I mouthed playfully.
The asian glared back before the woman put my sheet in front of me, face down, wordlessly.
But when I looked at her, I noticed a hint of a smile on her face and smirked.
Turning the sheet over, I noticed a comment at the bottom of the sheet and neatly written words beside the bubble reading ‘You wish’
I let my attention drop down to the bottom right corner and read the note.
As talented as you are in drawing, I don’t remember agreeing to be your model for the session.
See me after class.
`Normal POV_
“Oh, good luck with that mate” Alex said after reading the message over her friend’s shoulder.
“She doesn’t seem cut” Shane rubbed her chin,
“Wow, since when did you care?” the asian asked.
“I don’t, it was just a thought”
Alex winced,
“Harsh”
The raven haired girl played with her piercing and shrugged,
“Oh well”
“And Shane, can I get you to read please” Carmen’s voice echoed in the now silent room.
Both Shane and Alex froze,
“Fuck”
“Now” she just had to catch them didn’t she?
So Shane did the only thing her mind told her to do and picked up her piece of art work Carmen had returned and opened her mouth to read it. But before she could utter a word the latina cut her off,
“You will not be reading that Shane, you will be reading from your novel, on page 147”
“Right” the 18 year old dipped her head in an awfully slow nod and quickly snatched Alex’s book from her hands and flipped the pages until reaching the start of chapter 14.
The younger of the two looked down at her now empty hands and sighed.
The bell rang and the students filed out, Alex being one of the last, turning to Shane at the door.
“I’ll wait for ya”
A slight nod from the girl and she slid the door shut.
“So would you mind explaining the picture McCutcheon” Carmen began, crossing her legs and resting her chin in the palm of her hand.
If only Shane could whip out her sketchbook now…
“It’s a sketch and correct me if I’m wrong, but I thought you liked it” the younger of the two scratched the back of her neck, a smug look on her face.
Something along the lines of annoyance flashed through the latina’s dark brown eyes before she stood up and made her way over to her student, bent on changing the 18 year old’s attitude.
And it was only when the older woman was standing face to face with Shane, did she notice that said girl was taller.
“Shane, please, you’re 18 now. Could you at least put some effort into your work instead of wasting your time” she sounded stressed and Shane wasn’t sure if she was supposed to care or not.
“Yeah? And why are you so…worried?” the raven haired girl leaned in closer.
There were certain rules between teacher and student that she wanted to break as of the moment, having almost crossed the line.
Intense green met chocolate brown.
She could feel Carmen’s light breaths just at her chin and having lost self control, tilted her head down when the 23 year old turned away.
There was brief silence between the two, awkward.
“I’m not sure that was very…appropriate Shane” voice unsteady,
The 18 year old didn’t know whether that was a spur of the moment action or…something else but shook the thoughts away anyway.
The taller being then straightened up and held a firmer grip on her books, hand rubbing over the tattoo on her neck.
“If that’s all then I’ll be leavin miss”
And she was back to normal again, acting as if nothing happened, as if she hadn’t tried to kiss her english teacher.
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