♥What you
Least expect 🍥🌻
A teacherxstudent r0m@nç£
💫Episode 7💫
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“Hey ” someone hvg me from behind.
“Cam? ” I turn around.
“OMG Cam you c@m£ ” I squeaked as I pu-ll the Brunnete into a ti-ght hvg.
“I miss you ”
“I miss you too, what the hell happened ”
“I was sick, but now I’m fine ”
“You should have told me about it ” I said.
“It doesn’t matter Gem. I’m fine now ” she smiled.
“So tell me it’s not true ” she added.
“What? ”
“You and br@ndon are back together, I saw your pictures on the schools blog ”
“Yeah, what do you think? I’m d@t!nghim for revenge of course ” I reply.
“Okay, so what’s your plan ” she said.
“Just watch me ” I sm-irk.
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“Can you st©p laughing ” I roll my eyes.
Camille will not st©p laughing after I told her about the pri-vate clas-s.
“But seriously, If I were you I’ll be so happy cos I get to talk to Mr h0ttie every day ” she smiles.
“There’s nothing special in talking to him ” I scoff.
“There is ” she replies.
Just then the bell rang indicating lunch break.
“So I guess I’ll see you in the next thirty minutes? ”
“I don’t want to go Camille, that guy is a bully ” I pout.
“Well maybe when you st©p being rude to him, he will be nice to you too ” she said.
“It’s useless taking to you ”
“Then what do you want me to do about it ” she ask swaying her hand dramatically.
“Do nothing, I’ll see you ” I reply as I take my book and head to his office.
I open the door slowly and enter. I then saw him standing in front of a shelf, a book in his hand. His back was facing me. I stood rooted on the sp©t watching him as he fl!pthrou-gh the pages of the book. Damn it, this guy is S-xy and well built. In order words, he is perfectly made.
“I think it’s rude checking your teacher out Ms villers ” He said breaking me out my reverie. He turn around, he has a sm-irk on as he looked at me.
“Good afternoon Mr h0t.. Gonzalez ” I greets and breathed out a sigh.
“Same to you too Gemma ” he says amused.
“Have your seat ” he offers. I sat down and bring out my small hand book and pen.
“So, I have to start from the scratch for you cos I’m sure you don’t know anything about literature, do you? No you don’t ”
I clench my fists as I stare at him. I’m trying to stay calm, but he’s pushing my bu-ttons.
“Okay, we’ll start from the definition then the genre and all ” he mutters as he bring a textbook from his drawer.
He starts to explain and I wrote down the ones I think I should write . After 15 minute, he pause and stands up. He walk to the shelf and bring out a book. He walk back to his seat and sits down.
“Here ” he push the book which i think it’s a novel to me.
I took it.
“re-ad and summarize it, to be submitted next week Monday. No clas-ses on Friday so you’re free tomorrow and I won’t be available this weekend, you’re free too ” he said.
“Okay ” I answer and drop it in my bag.
We bec@m£ silent for some minutes and I decide to break the silence , to ask something I have always pondered on.
“Can I ask you a question? ”
“What is it? ” he looks up from his book.
“What are you doing here? ” I ask.
“What do you mean? ”
“Why did you choose this job, and not other good ones that fits a young guy like you ” I ask..
“I love this job, it has been my pas-sions to teach people ”
“Then why not choose a college instead why choose a highschool ”
“Because, I don’t have what it takes to be a teacher in a college yet ”
“Huh? ” I ask.
“I’m not going to tell you that Gemma ” he smiles.
“Well, I promise I won’t tell anyone ”
“We are done here kid ” he stated as he stands up.
Kid? He just call me kid. as-s-hole. Rude idiot.
“You’re so arrogant ” I huff.
“You’re my Boss ” he replies and we both glare at each other.
He then walk to the door and open it. “Kindly make your way out Miss” he sm-irks. I stand up in anger.
“And next time, knock before you enter my office ” he adds.
I raise my middle f!nger at him and walk out of his office.
I was only trying to be nice and start a conversation with him.
♥What you
Least expect 🍥🌻
A teacherxstudent r0m@nç£
💫Episode 8💫
(Birthday p@rty )
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“Dad, my birthday is up in a bit ” I say to him.
“I know sweetie ” he replies his eyes focused on the phone in his hand. He was checking the news or something. I shift closer to him on the be-d. I’m in his room, definitely to ask for something.
“Okay, just ma-king sure ” I replies.
“You seem like you wanna say something. What is it? ” he drop the phone and look at me.
“Daddy ” I call as I hvg him. I could smell his cologne.
“What is it, ask ” he said.
“I’m turning eighteen next week Friday ”
“I know that ”
“And…. I think I should celebr@te it ”
“We always celebr@te, don’t we ” he replies.
“No, I don’t want it to be the two of us along, dad, I want to hold a p@rty whereby all my friends and everyone in School can attend. Daddy plea-se don’t say No ” I pout.
“I promise to always do what you want. Just plea-se ” I beg.
“Okay ” my Dad answer. I jump up in excitement and pu-ll him in hvg.
I peak his cheek and walk out of his room happily. I text Camille about the good news and she replies saying she’s coming over. I know she’s so excited as I am.
I’m inviting almost everyone in School. But definitely not Angel. And of course my b©yfri£ndis coming. br@ndon.
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SO TODAY is the day, my birthday and I’m so excited, so many things is gonna happen today and I hope it goes as I planned.
“Oh God I’m so exhausted ” Camille sigh and she l@yon my be-d.
“Get your as-s off my be-d ” I say as I sma-ck her bu-tt.
“Come on Gem, I’ve been walking around the mall trying to find you a suitable dress for your p@rty and now that I got it. You should thank me by letting me rest for a while ” she says.
“Tch,you sound like I made you lift a rock and besides you aren’t the only one that went for shopping you only help me to pick the clothes ” I roll my eyes.
“St©p being a pain in the as-s Gemma, shut up for a minute ” she gro-an s and she toss around on my be-d.
I roll my eyes again. I bring the shopping bags to my closest and starts arranging the clothes properly in the wardrobe.
Just then I heard a knock, I leave what I’m doing and walk back to the room. I look at Camile, she fast asleep. I shake my head.
Lazy bone.
I open the door to see my Dad.
“Dad? What are you doing here? ” I say as I close the door behind me and walk away from the door so that our voices won’t wake Cam up.
“Just want to ask about your birthday preparations ”
“Oh it’s going on well Dad” I replies.
“Invited your friends? ” he ask.
“Yes ”
“What about Adrian, do you invite him? ”
“No, why should I? ”
“For the fact that he has been of help to us especially you, this past week should be enough reason ” he replies looking at me.
“Dad I can’t and besides he wouldn’t wanna come ”
“How sure are you ”
I sigh frustrated. “Invite him if you want but I’m not going to ”
He nods and left. One thing about my dad. He doesn’t like prolonging conversation, he doesn’t like argument while me, I’m the total opposite. I did argue till my last breath, just to prove my point or make my wish happen.
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NIGHT.
Some Students both invited and not invited are alre-ady pres£nt in the large siting room downstairs and loud music can be heard up in my room here. Actually Dad, didn’t like the idea of the loud music and inviting many people but after persuading him with tears in my eyes of course, he agreed. But he said he can’t sleep here tonight, but in his other ap@rtment. He left an hour ago telling the chief maids to watch over me and call him if anything happens. Like I’m ever going to answer the old lady. Even though I respect a bit, she has been with us before my mom died and she’s also my mommy’s friend. That is the only reason I listen to her sometimes.
I smile and stare at myself in the mirror. I just finish applying my make up but haven’t gotten dress yet.
“Should I dress up now ” I ask Camile.
“Nope you shouldn’t ” she answer sacarstically and laugh..
She walk to wear my Black Dr@p£ Kimono Dress was hanged and bring it out. I collected it from her and put on my be-d. Then re-move my towel, put on my un-derwear before putting the dress on.
I then pick up my Loretta Brocade platform sandal which I bought online and wear it. It was design Black and Gold.
I sit back in front of my mirror and Camile do my hair. She pack it in a bun and l@ythe edges of my hair with Gel. I finish my look by retou-ching my make up.
I stand up and gr-ab my handbag. Camille and I walked out of the room.
“my girlfriend is on fire, damn! ” br@ndon was the first person to meet me.
“Thanks ” I smile. He took my hands and we both walk to our seat. A special seat in front.
After sitting down br@ndon stands up and gr-ab the mic.
“Can I have your attention everyb©dy ” he says and everyone st©p focusing their attention on him to hear what he has to say.
“The p@rty has begin and yeah the celebr@nt is sitted looking breathtaking as ever. I’m I lying ” he ask the crowd and different answers follows turning to noise and inaudible to hear.
“She is looking h0t, yes or yes? ” br@ndon ask again and everyone chorus yes. I laugh.
“Good then, let’s all stand and sing her a birthday song “he says and everyone stand up. I also stood up with smiles.
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MINUTES LATER, refreshments has start as everyone eats and drink what they want. I walk around searching for Camile when I sight a tall figure resting on the bar stand with a mobile phone in his hand.
Then figure look up and our eyes met. He sm-irk and stands up to his full height his eyes still on me.
I walk closer to him.
“Why are you here? “I say looking at his handsome face.
“What do you think I’m here for, your dad invited me I have to answer ” he replies.
“I know ” I scoff.
“Then why do you ask? ” he scoff back.
I look down at his b©dy. He look different and more handsome in his t shi-t rather than his usual bu-tton up long sleeve shi-ts that hides away all this strong and hvge biceps I’m looking at. He even has a tattoo on his left arm. And instead of his tailored trou-sers, he is putting on a ti-ght jeans that hvgs his legs.
Holy fv¢k! I won’t deny the thing between my legs reacted.
“I know I’m handsome but don’t eat me up with your stares ” he look bemused and my face flush red.
Yes, I’ve been staring at him like a maniac and that’s stupid of me to do for someone I’m suppose to hate.
Do I hate him? No I just found him annoying. And he’s a j£rk too who likes getting on my nerves always.
“I wasn’t staring ” I tell him.
“Here’s your birthday pres£nt ” he stretched a small Box wra-pped in a wra-pping sheet to me.
Woah! He got me a birthday gift?
“Thank you, but no I’m not accepting that ” I say staring at him trying to get his reaction.
He narrow his eyes and then shrug and put his hands back to his pocket.
“It’s okay, someone gave it to me last month for my birthday but I haven’t opened it yet, so I decided to give you as a birthday pres£nt but since you didn’t accept it, ill just keep it back ”
“What?” I yell.
T. B. C 😂