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By the time students had started to arrive in her classroom, her eyes were still skimming over the day's crossword, hoping to get at least a few more answers solved before she turned her attention to her students. She half-listened to the students chatting, occasionally sipping from her tea or glancing around the room to see who had arrived for the day.

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Francis ran by Mr Kilburn's house and to the end of the street, pausing under a large oak tree to catch her breath and try to stay out of the rain. She was grateful for the weather, though, it was keeping her cool on her run, and she was grateful for it, as normally by now she'd feel awful sweaty and hot, which was the only part of running that she hated. She decided to walk back down his street to give herself a bit of a rest before running the rest of the way home, admiring the houses as she walked past. They were all so nice in this part of town, not that her home wasn't nice, but she preferred the ones around here.

Xavier sighed, as the chastising continued. His teacher hadn't arrived yet to take the roll, so the students continued. He silently stood up and headed for the door. He made his way to Ms Walsh's room, and knocked quietly on the door.

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Mr Kilburn finished making his lunch, and coffee and moved into the lounge to sit down and watch the afternoon news. He was glad that he had a student that cared about learning in his class this year. Maybe he could actually help her become something special. He had removed his vest and coat, and hung them up before making lunch, he looked far more casual than when he was a school.

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Ms Walsh looked up when she heard a knock at her door, surprised that someone would be knocking instead of just coming in to take their seats. She frowned a bit when she saw that it was Xavier, however, noticing how upset he looked. "Yes, Xavier? Is there something that I can do for you?" She asked, waving him into the classroom.

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Francis, as she was looking at the houses, recognized Mr Kilburn's car outside of one of them, smiling a little as she looked at the small, cozy home. She decided to head up the pathway, knocking on his front door, shuffling her feet in their wet sneakers, hoping that he'd let her stop in for a quick glass of water, regretting not having a better lunch and drinking more water earlier in the day.

Xavier moved into the class quickly, "Morning Ms, I was just hoping you could let, my home room teacher know, I was here, I wanted to um, head to the library and make an early start on another assignment," he said, bending the truth a little. He knew he couldn't rely on any of his class to tell his teacher.

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Mr Kilburn heard the knock on his front door, and wondered who would be coming to see him. He put his plate down, and headed to the door. He opened it to see Francis, she was dripping wet, her skin glistening. "Oh Francis, what can I do for you?" he asked worried something was wrong.

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Ms Walsh looked up at him skeptically, figuring that something was wrong, although she didn't want to push it, not in front of the other students. "Alright, I'll send her an email. Will you be coming to my class later, or will you be staying in the library for the rest of the day?" She asked softly.

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Francis smiled up at Mr Kilburn sheepishly, fiddling with the hem of her shirt, having started to feel uncomfortable in the soaked clothing. "Hi Mr Kilburn. I'm sorry to bother you, but I recognized your car, and I was hoping that maybe I could get a glass of water? I should have drank some before I left home, but I forgot..." She asked, hoping it wasn't weird that she was standing at his doorway in the rain, her wet clothes sticking to her like a second skin, her hair plastered to her face.

Xavier smiled weakly, attempting to hide how upset he was. He nodded, "thank you so much, I just didn't want the school concerned I didn't show up," he said lightly. He played with his shirt slightly, "Yeah, I'll see you later," he said softly.

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Mr Kilburn smiled softly, "Please call me Wayne, were not at school," he said softly. He moved out of his doorway, "of course, come on in," he said lightly. He couldn't help but spend a moment looking her over, her clothes sticking to her toned form. "You're welcome to take a warm shower if you wanted to, I'm sure I could find some clothes you'd fit around here somewhere," he said.

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Ms Walsh nodded, wishing him luck with his studies before turning her attention to her computer, quickly typing up an email to his homeroom teacher explaining Xavier's absence from class that morning. Once that was done and all of her students had arrived she stood from her desk and began her lecture for that period. As her students filed out of class she handed out their assignments for the next day, wishing them well before heading back to her desk.

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Francis smiled a little as he invited her inside and told her to call him by his first name, hesitating before heading inside, considering she was dripping wet and her shoes were full of water, not wanting to track water and mud into his house. "Thanks, Mr Kilburn, but I have to run back soon, so I'll just end wet again, so there's not much point in getting clean and dry." She said, carefully slipping out of her shoes and leaving them by the door.

Xavier smiled softly, and headed off towards the library. He settled in, and began working on the next batch of assignments. He sat back, and found himself wondering what Ms Walsh had done last night, what things she did when she wasn't teaching. Once the bell rang, he packed up his things, and headed to her class.

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Wayne nodded softly, "kitchen is through there," he said softly. He paused for a moment, "well I suppose you're right, but if you wanted I could drop you home, it's up to you," he said calmly. He watched her walk towards the kitchen slowly. "So tell me, what are your plans for studying tonight?" he asked

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Ms Walsh was seated at her desk once more, having started to grade the assignments that her previous class had turned in. She looked up when she heard Xavier enter, offering him a small smile before getting up to shut the door, the commotion of people moving between classes in the hallway distracting. "How was your studying, Xavier? Productive?" She asked as she settled back into her chair.

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Francis thought it over for a few moments before nodding. "Yeah, I suppose you're right.. You wouldn't mind though, would you? I'd hate to take up too much of your time.." She said as she moved through the house and to the kitchen, eyes glancing around the house the whole while, wanting to see the way that he had set up his home. "I'll probably finish my assignments for tomorrow in an hour or so, and then I'll move on to reading some of the book that I picked up earlier.."

Xavier smiled back at her. He nodded, "yeah it was, thank you," he said. He took a seat close to her desk, "I was wondering if you'd have a moment a lunch, to help with some of the questions I didn't understand from some of your assignments?" he said softly.

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Wayne smiled, "I wouldn't mind in the least," he admitted. He swung by the lounge to pick up his plate, before heading into the kitchen, "that's sounds good, I'm sure your assignments won't even take you the hour," he complemented. He poured her a glass of water, before handing it to her.

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Ms Walsh looked over at him and smiled, nodding. "Of course, Xavier. I can help you right now, if you'd like." She offered. "Should I sit with you, or do you want to come over to my desk?" She asked, sorting through her papers to look for a copy of the assignment she had given him the previous day, wanting to be able to reference her answers to help him.

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Francis thanked him when he handed her the glass, quickly drinking most of it before setting it down on the counter. "If I really focused, it might take only thirty minutes, but I'll probably be working on other things at the same time." She shrugged a little, looking at him. "What do you have planned, Mr Kilburn?" She asked curiously, having wondered what teachers did with their time off.

Xavier looked up at her and thought for a moment. "I'll come over to you, when I'm ready," he said lightly. He quickly started searching through his bag, for the list of questions he had. He was so thankful that she was nice to him, and seemed to understand. Once he found his list he made his way to her desk.

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Mr Kilburn smiled, "well, as long as you get them done, and save some time for yourself," he said. He thought for a moment, "well, I was going to prepare some worksheets for you, some questions related to some of the books you go out," he admitted. He didn't mind spending extra time, to prepare work for a gifted student. "Then I was going to settle in to read a book myself," he added.

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Ms Walsh nodded, finding her answer sheet and grabbing a pen and her glasses before turning to Xavier once he was seated next to her. "Ok, so what questions do you have?" She asked kindly, smiling at him.

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Francis frowned a bit in confusion as she looked up at him. "For me? Why?" She asked, surprised that he would be preparing anything specifically for her.

Xavier talked her through the questioned he had about the assignment. They were mostly questions about how in depth she wanted the answers to be, or what she'd meant by certain questions. As they worked, he could smell her perfume, as she sat next to him. He quite liked it. He looked over at her, and for a brief moment as she was lent over he could see down her top.

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Mr Kilburn smiled softly, "yes for you, I wanted to make sure I could challenge you, I want you to do well," he said softly. He stepped back, "you are easily the smartest student I've ever had," he said.

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Ms Walsh clarified the questions that he had problems understanding, and told him that he could be as in depth as he wanted to be, saying that she thought it would be best for him to try to push himself if he could. She was happy sitting there with him, and glad that Xavier was comfortable talking to her, considering he had a bad reputation with the other teachers at the school. "Is there anything else?" She finally asked once all of his questions had been answered, taking her glasses off and setting them down on her desk again.

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Francis's cheeks flushed with embarrassment when he called her the smartest student he'd ever had, looking up at him with wide eyes. "Are you sure? I doubt that's the case.." she murmured, finishing the rest of her water.

Xavier listened to her explain everything and made some brief notes. He sat back and smiled weakly, "No that's everything thank you so much, Ms Walsh," he said softly. He gathered up his sheet, and stood looking back at her momentarily. He moved back to his desk, and sat back down, hoping she hadn't noticed his slight arousal as he moved chair.

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Mr Kilburn smiled, "It most certainly is the case, I fully believe if you set your mind to it you could become anything you wanted," he said. He moved back towards the lounge, "so did you want to take a shower and get cleaned up?" he asked her.

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Ms Walsh smiled as he thanked her, nodding as he got up. "Of course, Xavier. Let me know if you need help with anything else." She said as he moved back to her seat, a faint blush appearing on her cheeks when she noticed his slight arousal, quickly looking back down at the paperwork in front of her, doing her best to pretend that she hadn't noticed.

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Francis smiled sheepishly at his compliment, blushing out of embarrassment. "Thanks, Mr Kilburn... You're the best teacher I've had." She murmured as she followed him to the lounge, nodding when he offered to let her shower. "Yes, please, that sounds lovely." She said, rubbing her bare arms to keep away the cold as she began to grow cold now that she was out of the rain and not running anymore.

Xavier pulled out his work, and began working away silently. He was trying his best to keep his mind on other things than her. He was glad that she hadn't seemed to notice. He paused working for a moment, "Ms Walsh," he began, pausing for a moment, thinking about asking her about her personal life for a moment, before continuing "thank you for sending me all the assignments," he said.

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Mr Kilburn smiled, "well thank you, I do like to challenge my students," he said softly. He nodded, "okay, it's through here, I'll grab you a fresh towel," he said as he led her towards spare bathroom. He got a towel out of the cupboard on his way past. "If you put your wet clothes in this bag, I'll see if I can find you something dry," he said.

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Ms Walsh was struggling to keep focus on her work, hating that her mind kept wandering back to Xavier and his arousal. He was her student, and he couldn't be anything more, and she hated that her mind kept ignoring that fact, her cheeks flushing in embarrassment at the thought. She looked up when he spoke again, offering him a kind smile and a nod. "Of course, Xavier. If you ever need anything, just let me know."

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Francis smiled a little, nodding as she followed him through his home, taking the towel once he offered it to her. "Alright, thanks Mr Kilburn." She said, stooping down to pull off her wet socks, wiggling her toes a little to get the blood flowing again, her feet feeling like ice.

Xavier smiled softly back at her, "I will do Ms," he said softly. He took a brief moment to look her over again, and noticed her subtle cleavage again, flushing in embarrassment and quickly turning away. Hoping she'd gone back to her work, and hadn't seen him. He went back to his work, hoping desperately his teenage hormones would settle down, before he had to move again.

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Mr Kilburn nodded, "please feel free to call me Wayne, when we aren't at school," he said again. He watched as she slipped her socks off, before excusing himself, to search for a change of clothes for her. He headed into his spare room, and searched through a dresser. He had kept a lot of old clothes of his wife. She had passed away several years ago.

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