The Wrong Type of Love (Teacher/Student Relationship)

Chapter Ten

I was one of the first ones up the next morning. I left the room and went to the bathroom to fix my hair. After I had redone my hair I went downstairs and woke Josh up.

“I’m off home. Text you later.”

He was only half awake. He grumbled and rolled over, his blonde hair covering his face. I smiled before leaving. Today’s bus driver wasn’t as grumpy as some. I took a seat on the second floor of the bus and listened to music until I got home.

Everyone at home was wide awake and busying themselves with cleaning. Mum offered to make me some food but I politely declined and went upstairs. I jumped in the shower, washed my hair and got out. I decided not to get ready straight away as I had another three hours before I had to leave the house, so for about half an hour I listened to music. I went on my playlists, clicked on the one labelled ‘Marianas Trench’, pressed shuffle, laid on my bed and sang

along to the words. I turned the volume up to 100% and laughed when the warning sign came up on the screen. Ignoring it I placed both earphones in my ears and closed my eyes, mouthing the words.

'So they can watch me explode

Another piece of me is gone again'

I always found their lyrics relatable for some reason. They had written many songs and each one seemed to sum up the situations I had been in. You know when you find a good song

and it makes your hairs stand up? Well that’s how their music makes me feel each time.

'Lost and useless

No more bruises

I'll burn this place down

Don’t make no sound'

An hour later and I was lost in my music and when I realised the time I sprang into action. I quickly brushed and blow dried my hair so that it was moderately straight, grabbed some joggers and a black t-shirt and grabbed my black back pack. I shoved my checkered jacket, a charger and

my wallet inside and ran out the door.

I got on the bus, again, and did what I normally did. Mum was often at work and my brother hadn’t passed a test that allowed him to take passengers on his motorbike so it was either walk or take the bus. Of course I took the bus as it was always the quickest and I was extremely lazy and hated walking anywhere.

Surprisingly town wasn’t that packed and I found the diner easily. When I walked in I immediately saw Ryan waving

his hand frantically to get my attention. I half jogged over to him and gave him a big hug, I'd missed him so much. He'd already ordered me an oreo milkshake, which is what I always ordered, so we could get straight to talking.

“So, spill.” I simply said. He took a deep breath and began. He talked about what this boy looked like and what he was like. He genially sounded nice but I would only know that once I met him. He agreed that I needed to meet him and told me he was

going to host a Halloween party this year and that he was going to be there so if I went I would see him. It was my turn to talk but I had nothing to say so I just sat staring.

“You seriously have nothing to talk about?” He said, dumbfounded. “What about Josh’s party last night?”

“It was just a normal party, people drinking and dancing.”

“Gosh you’re boring.” He said smiling. We eventually found something else to talk about and spent nearly an hour talking

about TV shows and what was happening in them. After an hour or so he had to go back home and go to his grandparents for dinner.  I needed to go shopping anyway so I said goodbye and walked in the direction of the book store. It wasn’t too far away so I arrived in no time.