Not Over You (Teacher x Student)

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h was a wall clock showing 7:15am. "The kids are having breakfast downstairs, and you are here sleeping... It's already 7:15am

. "I am not going anywhere today, Aunt," she declared, shifting to the left

vers until Grace's sky blue cotton nightgown was exposed. With her c

give me a moment. I'm not a kid; you don't have

eventeen, Grace. So don't try to lecture me on how I should and shouldn't treat

d. "I'm up..." She groaned heavily and

left the room and hurried do

e entered the library

close and emitted a low, guttural sound, startling N

a laugh after startling her friend. She noticed a few students

the death of me if you keep doing this. Anyway, you're lucky we're friends.

same age, seventeen,

. Unbeknownst to them, the bell rang to signal the end of the break. Engrossed

race nodded sympathetically. Nova continued, "Oh, by the way,

p it. It's j

novel," Nova insisted. "

rls, causing them to turn and see Mr. Thompson

way, fully aware they weren't supposed

ice echoed behind them, but they igno

apologized immediately but froze when she realized she had bumped into no

up his pen from the floor. He wore a somber expression today unlike most days

to do with Biology, she'd still noticed some strange things about him which his students might not have. Like

ster to cover his bruises. Sometimes to mask her curiosity, she would choose to be

atures which were his athletic body, tanned skin, curly dark hair, bony

d why he didn't spare her a glance before he walked away briskly. It was unusual because she was so used to getting

r mind, she scolded herself for being unable to stop replaying the scene of her chest bumping

he male restroom and in front of Mr. Bradley, who was in the middle of doing something. Though

logized, clearly embarrassed. "Please

rrassed that his student might've seen something on him which wasn't supposed to be seen. Actually, tha

couldn't bring the words out of her mouth. "Anyway, did I just see a cigarette in your hand, Mr. Br

ey signaled. "You

ss her advantage. "And you're an intern teacher, Mr. Bradley. Imagine w

no circumstance is a girl allowed to enter the Male restroom. Two weeks detention?" He rubbed his chin with an eyebrow cocked up. "Well, I need not to menti

gly but also shocked to know that he knew her name. "The Discipline Master might be out there, what do I do? I

face. Not a few seconds later, Grace heard the main door flung open. Mr. Thompson's voice echoed, asking Mr. Bradley if a fema

and Grace cautiously stuck her head out to e

u enough, Sir. Yo

ology teacher dismissed wi

But as they both looked ahead, it was already too late. Mr. Thompson stood at the near en