Love You With The Lights On (Lesbian teacherxstudent Story)

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Everyday first period was the same, avoid eye contact with her as much as possible, focus on the lessons, concentrate on my work, don't look at her butt. I felt myself getting weaker and weaker everytime I caught a glimpse of her. This has been going on for three weeks and I don't know how much more I can take without blurting something out.
She handed out our daily work worksheet and retreated to her desk to mess with her computer. I sped through the assignment to try to be the first to finish so I could go ask her to meet me somewhere. I couldn't handle looking at her without thinking about what we already did, or pretend that nothing happened.
On my last problem, I saw Will stand from his seat, of course he was the smartest kid in my class, but I was hoping to beat him too.
I finished and quickly stood from my seat and walked over to her L-shaped desk and set my paper in front of her before sitting in the chair across from her.
"Hey." She said softly.
I held up a single finger and started writing in the white space at the bottom of the paper.
'can we meet somewhere outside of school? I really want to talk to you' I wrote before turning the paper so she could read it.
She bit her pink painted lip and picked up her own pencil before writing back to me.
'when and where?' She turned the paper toward me. Pink nail polish. She changed them from the white.
I thought my work would probably be the best place because no one from school would ever go there and see us.
'there's a bookstore on winnie, I'll be there until 7." I finished and pushed the paper toward her before standing up and retreating to my desk once again to finish my pre-lab for AP anatomy.
"I can't believe you take that class." Mallory said with disgust evident on her face.
"I can't believe you didn't." I smirked at her.
"You have to dissect the cat, gross." She muttered as she stood up to, I assume, turn in her paper.
Soon after I finished my pre-lab, the bell rang and I slipped my folders into my backpack before standing to follow everyone out of the classroom, but not before catching one last look at the leggy blonde. When I looked at her, I caught her looking at me with her tongue poking out from between her lips in the most adorable way, but quickly looked away biting her lip when she noticed me looking at her.
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"Thank you girls!" Guidry dismissed practice. I went to the front of the room to pick up my shirt and socks and followed the other 35 girls out of the room.
It was 4:30pm and I had to rush to make it to work before 5pm. I went to my locker and sat in front of it, leaning against the cold metal door in an attempt to cool down. Everyone was doing their own thing trying to get out of the dance room as quickly as possible, except the officers. We always stayed a little after to have a small meeting or just complain to each other.
"Can you believe that Dina would do that?" Dakota started. She was referring to this freshman member that caused a huge scene earlier in practice.
"I know. I thought she was better than that." Emma stated.
"Me too. It sucks that she's leaving." I said with a crooked frown.
"She has so much potential." Dakota added.
I nodded in agreement and stood to get dressed back into my regular school clothes. High-waisted black pants, white fitted crop top, and my large army green jacket. As I tied my white converse up, the officers said their goodbyes and vacated the room, eventually leaving me and Reagan to be the last two in the room.
"You okay?" She asked.
I nodded then said "I am. Thanks for asking."
"Of course." She smiled.
"You have work too?" I asked after noticing her all black ensemble.
"Yes, what was it the black button up?" She asked with a small laugh.
"And the ugly nonslip shoes." I laughed with her.
"I'm going to come work with you so I can wear whatever I want." She pouted.
"Please do. I miss working with people my own age." I said as I packed my dance bag with all the clothes in my locker.
"Maybe I will." She contemplated the idea.
"Have fun." I said putting my bags on my shoulder.
"I'll try." She retorted.
"Bye." I said after I closed my locker and started to leave the room.
"Bye, babe." She called after me.
I walked out to my car and started to drive to the bookstore where I work and run my tutoring out of.
I parked in the back then walked in to be greeted by Cecilia, my boss' wife.
"Hey Lainey, the kids are started on their warm-ups." She smiled.
"Great, thank you so much." I said as I rushed to the back to put my stuff down and grab my name tag. I walked to the room where I hold the tutoring sessions and was greeted by 10 happy first graders.
"Ms. Lainey, come look!" Megan, one of my kids called for me.
She proudly held up her test that had '97' scrawled across the top.
"Yay! Good job." I held up my hand for her to high-five.
Within the next five seconds, all the other kids were around me with their tests and hands in my face for high-fives.
After getting them to settle back into their chairs, I had them pull out their homework to help them with it.
6:30pm rolled around quickly and the kids parents were picking them up one by one. There were two kids left when I saw the blonde hair that only belonged to Emily.
"Hey, I was here earlier, but I didn't want to interrupt you." She smiled at me.
"No yeah, uh that's fine." I waved off another kid who ran to their mom.
"Thank you, Ms. Lainey." The last little boy, Kane smiled up at me.
"You're welcome. Bye, sweetie." I smiled at him.
I watched the mom walk out with her son's hand in her own and I turned back to Emily.
"We can talk in here." I motioned to the room behind me.
"You're really good with kids." She smiled.
"Thanks." I said quietly as I gathered up all the extra supplies that the kids left behind and waited for Emily to start talking.
"What do you want to do about all this?" She asked.
"I really don't know what we can do. I mean obviously just ignore it and move on." I suggested.
"I can ask to have you moved to another teacher? I don't really know what else we can do." She said.
"I don't want to move to another teacher though." I shook my head.
"I don't really know if I can handle having you in my class." She shook her head.
"You're a good teacher and I'm not dropping just because you can't ignore what happened before school started." I became defensive.
She nodded slowly looking away from my eyes.
"Can't you just ignore it?" I asked. I need to pass this class and she is the only way I will.
"I don't really know if I can." She shook her head.
"Why not?" I asked.
"Because everytime I look at you I see the beautiful girl I took home and not my student." She said in one breath.
"You have to ignore it, Emil- Ms. Parker. You have to." I corrected myself.
"See you can't either." She pointed out.
"I can, because I need to pass." I argued.
"Can we please talk without you getting mad?" She asked.
"You aren't seeing me through. You're trying to make what we did okay and it's not." I shook my head.
"I know it's not." Her eyes were wide when she spoke.
I put my head in my hands completely out of ideas for how to keep it professional.
"I don't know if I really want to let you go." I finally admitted.
"What?" She asked, surprised.
"I know it was a one night stand, but seeing you everyday is making me want you." I said quietly.
"So we are on the same page." She nodded.
I nodded slowly.
"Do you want to keep doing what we're doing and if it gets to be too much, we'll have a safe word?" She suggested.
I nodded with a small smile on my lips.
She nodded letting the same smile play her lips.
I miss how they felt on mine and all over my body. I miss her touch.
"Okay, so we're good?" She asked.
I nodded and pressed my lips together.
She walked out of the room, with me trailing behind and walked out the front door. I ran after her and stopped her saying "Hey wait."
She stopped with her arms crossed in front of her chest. I finally saw the messy low bun her hair was in, she looked like a teacher.
I was facing her side and before I could rationalize my actions, I stood on tip-toes, leaning in to kiss her.
"I wanted to remember how you felt." I whispered.
She kissed me again and pulled away from me before shaking her head and walking to her driver's seat, starting her car, and driving away.
I really wish she wasn't a one night stand. I also really really wish she wasn't my teacher.