We can't // teacher&student // girlxgirl

Part 3

Quinn Pov

The day was finally Friday, which I was super excited about! The week felt like it was dragging on forever. I guess it's because it's the first week back after a break. But hey, it's a beautiful Friday, and I can finally relax for the rest of the weekend.

To my surprise, I found my mom in the kitchen, making herself a cup of coffee. "Morning," I greeted her, but she just glanced at me and then back at her coffee. It tugged at my heartstrings, and I felt hurt by her coldness. I know I should be used to it, but it's tough knowing that someone who's supposed to love and cherish you can be so distant. Pushing aside the hurt, I grabbed an apple and headed to catch the bus.

"Hey, Quinn," my friend Abi said with a sad smile. I frowned at her. Her usual bright and happy eyes seemed clouded with sadness and pain.

"What's wrong?" I asked her. Abi let out a sigh and stared at the floor. I placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "You don't have to tell me if you're not ready, okay?" She looked up and smiled. I smiled back at her.

"Thank you, Quinn. You're the best."

Before we knew it, Daniel started yelling, drawing attention from everyone around, including our teacher, Miss Jones, who gave him a disapproving look. I buried my face in my hand, feeling embarrassed, as he walked over to us with a smug look on his face.

"See that? I got Miss Sexy's attention," he said with a sly look. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him. Stay away from her, I thought to myself, feeling a hint of jealousy. Wait, why am I even jealous? She's just a teacher I've known for a week... Ugh, these emotions make no sense. "What's up with you?" I looked at him with a deadly glare that told him to shut up. Upon seeing the look, he shut his mouth. It was like watching his mouth being sewn up.

Abi and Dawson both headed off to their lessons, leaving me with some free time. I decided to make the most of it and sneaked into Miss Jones' empty classroom. As I settled into my seat, I powered up the Mac and logged in with my school email, ready to work on my photography tasks.

Suddenly, I felt a presence behind me. I looked up and there was Miss Jones, peering down at my work. Instantly, self-consciousness washed over me, wondering if my photos were good enough.

With a warm smile, she complimented, "This is really good, Quinn. You're very talented." I let out a relieved breath and replied with a polite smile, "Oh, thank you, Miss."

Then, she continued, "I've been meaning to talk to you." The tall, dark-haired teacher glanced at our timetables. "I noticed that you have a free period on Monday, and so do I. I was wondering if you'd like to have a counseling session then." Her gaze softened as she explained.

"Yeah, that's fine," I whispered quietly. To be honest, I felt a mix of fear and uncertainty. Having such an attractive woman as my counselor made me unsure about how to feel. But maybe, just maybe, I thought, I'll open up to her about my life... maybe.

ABI <33: Hey can I come over yours after school? Xx

Me: Ye ofcs xx

After sending that text, I packed up my stuff and headed to break. I spotted Harry standing there, engrossed in his phone. I couldn't help but smile and wave at him. But instead of a friendly response, he just smirked at me. It always gave me the chills whenever he did that.

"What's up with you?" I asked, curious about his strange smirk. He simply shrugged and went back to his phone, completely ignoring my question. We both made our way to the common room where Abi and Daniel were hanging out. "Ciao ladies!" I greeted them cheerfully.

"Where's Harry?" Daniel asked me, looking around. I turned around and realized that Harry had stopped following me. I furrowed my brow, wondering why he was acting so weird today.

"He's just being his usual strange self," I mumbled, trying to brush off his odd behavior. Daniel nodded and went back to flipping through his work.

It wasn't just Harry who was acting strange today. Abigail seemed unusually quiet, and Daniel was his usual self, but something felt off. Despite the weird vibes, I decided to sit down and listen to some music, hoping it would help me relax.

***

"Thankfully, the day had ended. Abi was driving me home, and the car ride was filled with silence. Not the usual comfortable one, but the awkward one.

"Okay, what's wrong?" I asked as we got to my room. Abi sat down on my bed with a look, a look that looked like she was wondering if she should tell me. My patience was walking on thin ice. "You gonna tell me or stay silent?" I snapped, which seemed to have startled my friend from her thoughts.

Abi mumbled a 'sorry' before taking a breath. "There might be a small chance I'm pregnant..."

My jaw dropped, and my eyes widened in disbelief. "You think you might be pregnant?! By who?" I blurted out, my voice filled with confusion and shock. Before she could answer, the front door swung open, interrupting our conversation. I quickly glanced at my phone and was taken aback by how late it had suddenly become. "Listen, let's pick up this conversation on Monday," I hurriedly told the girl, who packed her bag and prepared to leave. As we walked downstairs, I spotted my mom in the kitchen, making herself a cup of coffee. I escorted Abigail to her car, urging her to get home safely.

Later that evening, I found myself in the back garden, seeking solace underneath a towering tree. With a notebook by my side and my guitar in my lap, I gazed up at the bright moon casting a gentle glow upon the nearby pond. Its beauty was mesmerizing, reminding me of Miss Jones.

Miss Jones captivated me. Her long, dark brown hair, flawless skin, and beautiful brown eyes made her seem perfect in every way. Having her as my counselor made me feel a mix of nervousness and excitement. It meant that on Monday, instead of being alone at home with my lonely thoughts, I would get to spend the last period with someone as intriguing as her.

A/N
Sorry about the slow updates