My Teacher

I decided on non other than a dress for this stupid thing, it is really hot outside; the pink floral dress sitting just right popping when my knees stop, i like it. Not to mention the blue ballet shoes i am wearing. My hair well that? i have no idea. i decided to pull it back into a french bun, or English bun, its a damn bun.

"Mom, Danny is picking me up i will be crashing at her house tonight, we are still debating what to wear for the spring formal." I babble on and on about the spring formal and Danny so i could be ignoring the fact that i am going to spend five fucking hours with a man who saw me almost beating a check-out computer, the man who i said i loved him and i will follow him. If i was Andy i would like i don't know get a restraining order against me, and than run i mean run as fast as possible, i hear Cuba has good weather for people who wants to get away from mental students like me.

"Its okay sweetie, your sister is also not going to be home she is spending the weekend at Taylor's house." No mom more like Ronnie's room, under the sheets doing the 'sex'

I just gave a nod with my mouth slightly open. "I still don't get it five hours? That is a bit harsh on study groups don't you think Sammy?" No, actually just forgot, it slipped my mind to tell my mom i am using drugs; i will get spanked. Wait no... grounded.

"Yeah, its almost finals as well so the more we put in the more we get out." It seems i just quote a porn movie the one i supposedly watched last night with Kellin. We were bored and really wanted to know what sex was, i mean me and Kellin were full on Virgins; meaning of full of Virgins? Never been touched, never been fingered never been kissed never had sex!

Never. ever. never.

"Oh god"- i am going to die a virgin.

"What is it honey?"

I turn to my mom with my eyes narrowed. "Nata, i am compredo!" i laugh giving her a thumbs up.
My mom kiss my cheek saying her goodbyes and whatnot.

I grab my gym bag with my stuff and climb out. I slowly turn around giving her a big wave as she turns down the road into shepherds street where the interstate leads. "I can do it." i begin to give myself the pep talk. I twirl around walking to the two large doors of Carrie Hill. "I mean you did not mean that you love him, he is just joking. He don't want you Sam, have you met you? Yes i have met me but still this is non threaten to my life so why am i so nervous? Oh i don't know may-"

"Sam, who are you talking to?" I slowly turn my head seeing Andy, and there i release i just talked to myself while my hand was on the door knob and my eyes was on the ground. I looked like a complete freak who had no friends and play with dolls.

"Me?" is scoff. "No one."

"I am glad you made it." He chuckles.

"I did not have a choice Mr. Biersack or did i?" i ask puzzled.

"No, so uh you mind moving so we go in?"

Oh...I step back a few feet as he opens the door, Andy wave his arm inside gesturing me to go in.

I nod walking in, for a moment i felt like in one of those movies, the girl being alone in the school hallway as the kill is behind her waiting to slice her head of with some kind of sharp object than making love with her corpse while heavy metal plays in the back ground as the screen fades out and that was the end of the girls life....... am i that girl now? Will Andy slice of my head and make love to my corpse? will i still feel it though as he rips through me?

"Sam are you okay? you will look confused but at the same time you look scared."Damn you porn movie, its replying in my head and now i want to live it out.

"I am cool. Library?"

"Yes. come on." He walks down the hallway as i followed him slowly, or more like stalking his ass. The ripped skinny blue jeans sitting perfectly as his black dress shirt waiving around him like the wings of a crow; the converse sneakers tapping on the cold floor as he walks, the briefcase he holds swinging back and forth as one hands slowly comes up to his hair sliding his fingers through it.

Get a mother fucking grip Simms! He just a man.
uh no... he is The man!
I am on the Titanic and i am drowning, good riddence

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The possibility that I will screw my teacher in the library is one out of eternity. "You seem troubled." Andy whispers sitting down across from me.

"I. Am. Okay." I mummer waiving my arms to and fro.

"Your papers." He order.

"Right," I bend down to my bag pulling out the papers. I slide it over to him with a heavy sigh. "Every organ."

"You are a very angry woman aren't you?" Huh? What? I am not a angry wo-wait he called me a woman? But what! I am not an angry person, I just like almost killed a mechanical robot and dissed my sister that does not mean I am an angry fucking person!!

Wait. I am getting angry. "I am not Mr. Biersack. But If I am I don't show it normally." Normally? Really that is the worst word choice you have ever said coming out of your mouth!

"Normally?" And of course he will pull that out of his magical hat.

"Uh. As you know a teenager have many anger problems. With school. Friends. Family." Teachers. You.

"I see. Why don't you do something to release that stress and anger, painting, dancing and not wanting to kill robots."
Oh my bloody hell. Really? I did not know you had to press the red button for the bag! Honest fucking mistake dude! "I do dance."

"Can you sing?"

I begin to burst from laughter shaking my head. "Oh no. Juliet is the singer. If I sing I think the world will come to an end and jesus him self might slaughter me."

Andy chuckles leaving me with a warm sensation between my thick thighs. Oh dear what is that warm tingly feeling. My inside begins to melt; literally, as he pull himself up from the chair brushing his hair out of his face.

I lift up my hand to my mouth playing with my bottom lip wanting him to touch this lip with his mouth, gritting his teeth with it.

I lower my head grabbing the pencil beginning to write the rules out that is obligated. A hundred times, I just wish it was on a computer I can just like copy and paste each rule a 100 times.
Andy in fact was scribbling some notes on a piece of white paper. I look up slowly wanting to see what he is writing.
I only caught one sentence. •You always want the one you can not have.• You have no idea Andy I feel it, and you do to, but maybe its for someone else, like a teacher or my sister. That thought made me almost throw up in my mouth.

That's when I notice Andy's hand is a few inches to mine. Just one inch and we are holding hands. Don't do it you stupid teenager!

I slide my hand back to my body. a heavy sigh escape his lips as I did my retreat move. Uh I should've, I mean that sigh maybe was a hint.

Really Sam? A damn sigh? Are you that blind or I don't know stupid? No! Ugh just keep your distraction on the page and your hands of the damn table! You imbecile!

Two hours later.

"Can I like get a break or something? My hand is cramming up." I ask nicely placing the pencil on the paper.

"Sounds good." He stood up and nod.

"I need some fresh air." I mumble dryly.

"You are going out for a smoke right?" My head shot up instantly.

"No." I scoff.

"Don't lie to me."

I shrug and nod. "Yes."

"I will join you." He will join me? He is a smoker right? Yes. Yes he is, how can I ever forget.

I pull out my packet really nervously. I have never smoke in front of someone before someone like I don't know my parents and teachers and of course the man that I love. My damn biology teacher.

"You are eighteen Sam." Andy grins lighting his smoke. I uh... God he looks so hot with a glove in his mouth. The way he blows out the thick white smoke.

"Are you okay?"

I slowly closed my mouth realizing I was drooling. "I am cool." Oh screw this. I grab a cigarette out of the packet putting it between my lips.

"Let me." He stood in front of me lighting my smoke. "I want you to have an open relationship with me like you have with your chemistry teacher."

Really? You never slept with danny. Or is in a relationship with a teacher. Right I forgot to mention Danny is in a relationship
with Mr. B. No one knows not even me . But I do cause I stalked her going into a motel with him, and she is judging me on what I feel for my teacher. What a hypocrite? What a hypowhore.

"Do you feel comfortable with me Samantha?"
Do I? Do I? Of course I don't. "Yes I do Mr. Biersack."

"That's good, cause this gonna be weird."

"Weird?" I ask confused.

"Weird." He laughs throwing his glove on the floor pushing me back against the wall. "Weird." He says again putting his lips on mine. There my glove fell from my hand.

Kiss back idiot! I open up my mouth as he wants entrance, his hand slowly cupped my but pushing me harder against the wall. Uh dude if you push me any harder we will end up in the English class.

Andy pulled back out of breath stepping a few feet away from me. "Are you okay?"

Am I okay? "I am gonna get back to you on that one." I mummer lifting up my finger slowly lowering my body. "Gimme a minute."

Breath. Breath! It happen. He kissed you! He kissed you! He fucking kissed you! My brain yells. My inner goddess jumped out of her box clapping her hands together. She was gone; now she is back.

"Please say something." Andy pleads.

I lift up my head slowly. "I... Can I go home please?" Really Sam?
"Um, sure. Its fine." Andy breaths with a small smile.
I nod quickly walking back to the entrance.

"Wait." Andy's hand grip my arm twirling me around. "I am sorry for scaring you."

"You are a good kisser but I have to go now and cry. Bye." I rip

my arm from his grip running in the school.
Without even looking what I am doing I throw all my stuff in my bag and ran outside.

I need to call Danny saying I am done. I grab my cell walking down the side walk. •this is danny. Leave a message and I might listen to it.•

I roll my eyes angrily responding to that weird voice mail.

•Danny I am done. I will be on Jackson's avenue on a bench!• I can walk home but that would take over an hour, so I am just gonna sit and wait. Lazy.

I crash down on the bench eyeing the road, as the cars went by one by one.

A single drop came on my hand and for a second I lost it. "Oh come on!" The rain was crashing around me as I just sit there on a bench like an idiot.

"Why do you hate me!" I bellow with a fake sob eyeing the dark clouds.
A black car stood in front of me with tinted windows.

"I don't want any candy fuck off." I yell angrily.
The window slides down to see Andy. Oh god. "Lemme take you home."

"I think I will wait. I am sure Danny is on her way." I politely decline.

"Come on Sam. Don't be so stubborn I won't rape you." He laughs.

"Is that supposed to be funny?" I ask with my brow arch.
He shrugs and shook his head. "Samantha get in the fucking car!"

"Yes sir." I quickly stood up walking up to the door climbing in.

"Where do you live Samantha?" His face red like an apple.

"I won't be going home drop me off at Danny's house please. Thirty four robbin lane, central avenue."

"Alright." Andy removes his jacket throwing it around my shoulders. "You must be cold."

"Thanks." I rap the big jacket around me holding it tight. It smells divine. Smells like Andy. Mm.

"Do I have to wash it, does it smell?"

"No!" I laugh shyly. Idiot.

Andy softly tap his finger on the wheel as he hums to the tune he is tapping. "One look and I am sold,
You got me on my knees You steal all my innocence
A love sick melody."

Oh dear god he has the voice of an angel. "Oh wow. Mr. Biersack you have a lovely voice."
Andy's cheeks heat as he nods. "Thanks. We are here."

"Thank you for the ride and I am-"

Fuck! His lips crash back on mine and this time I am not holding back. My arms rap around his neck pulling him deeper into me. "God your hot." Did he just say that to me? No way.

I pull back with a heavy sigh. "Gotsa to go." I say practically jumping out of the car. I rush to the door opening with all the might I have got.

"Hi!" I yell with a grin to Danny's mom.

"Hey Sammy."

"Bye!" I run up stairs wanting to scream.

"Bye sammy!"

I slam the door shut crashing my head into the pillow. I think this is the moment I scream. "Ah!!!!!!!"
Did that just happen! Ugh!!!!! I am in hell- wait heaven. Oh fuck it.