In your dreams

3

I'm sitting in class bored out of my mind. I think about Billie and can't help the smirk that pulls at the corners of my lips. I will never admit it but I actually like talking to Billie. Something about the power it gives me to turn her down. I'm not going to lie she's a beautiful woman, but I refuse to be just another throwaway girl for her to use. That's just not me. But, there's no harm in subtle flirting or liking her attention. No harm, no foul. Right?

After my last class I walk to Ms. Gonzales class. I knock "come in" I enter. She's sitting behind her desk typing on her computer; her glasses perched on the bride of her nose. She smiles when she sees it's me. "Y/n, how can I help you" she scans my body before reaching my eyes. I smirk and walk over to her desk. "I actually had a question about today's lecture." She gestures for me to sit and continue. "Well I was having trouble understanding Piagets cognitive developmental theory" she nods her head "okay so I understand the other operational stages. Except, the Pre-Operational stage."

Ms. Gonzales stands up and walks to her white board and begins drawing out a diagram. "The Pre-Operational stage is a period between ages 2 and 6 during which a child learns to use language. During this stage, children do not yet understand concrete logic, cannot mentally manipulate information and are unable to take the point of view of other people." She explains further by filling in the diagram using the other three stages and finally I get it. "Okay now I understand thank you." I say as I finish copying her notes.

"Are you done with this?" She asks I nod my head and she turns around to begin erasing the board. I let my eyes roam her body. She's wearing a tight, black, knee length skirt, a white button up blouse, with black pumps and her brown hair tied up in a messy but perfect ponytail. "Y/n." I snap out of my trance "hm?" I look up at her. She's smiling showing off her big pearly white teeth. She perched herself on the edge of her desk, right in front of me. My eyes trail up her long smooth legs. Until finally reaching her eyes.

She's biting her plump lip, her beautiful green eyes searing mine. "See something you like?" I bite my lip and nod my head. I stand up from my desk and walk over to her. I slip my hands around her small waist and pull her into me. Her arms wrap around my neck. I brush my lips against her neck. She tilts her head and pulls me closer. "I miss you" she says. I stop and pull away. I look into her deep green eyes "I miss you too" I answer honestly.

Once I leave the school I head back to my apartment. "Here kitty kitty!" I yell out. My roommate and best friend Michael, walks out. "Bitch, I already told you I'm not a cat. But whatever I guess if that's how you wanna call me" I giggle "shut up" I throw my bag on the couch and walk into the kitchen. "Want a grilled cheese?" I ask him. "Yes please!" I giggle and grab the ingredients.

"So how's Chris?" He sighs and sits on the counter. "Dreamy" I smile "now he's dreamy?" Michael scoffs "he's always been dreamy, how did I get so lucky?" I shrug my shoulders. "I don't know mike but I'm happy for you. You deserve a good guy" mike nods his head "yeah about time! Thank you universe!" I laugh and place a grilled cheese on a plate "here" I hand it to him. He gives me a kiss on the cheek "oh your too good to me!" I smile and push him off "yeah yeah your lucky I love you. Otherwise, I would have let you starve" he gasps "bitch."

I grab my plate and sit on the couch with Michael. "So how's ms. Gonzales?" He wiggles his eyebrows making me giggle. "She's fine, great actually she might be coming over tomorrow after class." His eyes widen "I said might be" he gives me a sarcastic look and takes a bite of his grilled cheese. He's a art major but minors in psychology. So he has her class too. "Girl, she is so hot. If I was straight I'd try to date her" I laugh almost choking on my food. "She has big boobs a small waist and an ass! C'mon I want her body. Plus she's your teacher, Isn't she like every lesbian girls dream?"

I giggle "yah pretty much" "see! Why don't you ask her out or something" I shrug my shoulders "because she's my teacher and she could get in trouble, ruin her reputation and it's too stressful. Maybe when I graduate" he shrugs his shoulders and grabs the remote. "I guess" he says as he searches for something to watch. "OH my god!" He shouts. I jump and look over at him "what!?" I roll my eyes and rub my ear. "I think you popped my eardrum" he pushes my shoulder "shut up. Bitch, I just remembered."

He turns his body so he's facing me completely. "I heard that Ms. Billie Dean Howard has found a new girl." I furrow my brows "and? How is that shocking?" I ask. He shakes his head "the shocking part is it's you!" I stand up and begin walking to the kitchen, plate in hand.
"It's not like that. You know how I am." He nods his head and meets me at the sink. "Yes it's true I know you won't let her use you. But students are seeing he way she's always around you. And she hasn't even asked anyone else out"

I wash my plate and dry my hands "maybe she enjoys the chase and is putting all her energy into that. She'll probably get tired and move on, hopefully" Michael nods his head "maybe, or maybe she's finally met her match" I furrow my brows and look at him confused he just shrugs his shoulders and smiles at me. He walks away to his room to talk to his boyfriend, leaving me standing there.
Do I want Billie to move on? I like her attention. I know it's wrong and unfair to Billie, but she uses women...ughh whatever too deep a talk to be having by myself.
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