Love

Chapter 5

The science class went amazingly fast than usual, but I didn't complain a bit, cause that means lunch time. Mr. Simons was a cool teacher too.

I gotta head to the library now.

I'm sitting at the secluded area of the library reading my book "Break No Bones" by Kathy Reichs. It's about an investigation about one murder that turns out to be a massacre.

When I smell her scent. I slowly focus my senses on her. Heartbeat that's fast enough to know she's carrying something heavy and the blood that was really inviting.

I closed my book and put my things back to my shoulder bag.

I follow her scent. I spotted her with big books in hands that looks like she's struggling to keep it balance, but desperately slowly walking. She moves like a turtle.

She can't see forward if she won't tilt her head sideways, so I walked to her direction and stop in front of her before we collide I immediately grab the books and she release a sigh of relief. Like a heavy weight was just lifted off of her shoulder.

She looked up and gasp when she saw me. I smiled in response.

I smiled a lot today!!!

"Thank you very much Ms. Harpy, but you really don't have to do that." She told me.

I only started walking and looked back at her raising a questioning eyebrow, realizing that she's not walking.

"It's really not nice to just grab someone's things and started walking away Ms. Harpy." She spoke again, walking by my side.

"I just wanted to help Ms. Perez." I told her. My eyes not making an effort to look at her, knowing she's already staring at me.

"You're a quiet type, aren't you Ms. Harpy?" She asked. I chuckled.

I looked at her and smile. Giving her my answer.

"I'm sorry about your first class and.... about your t-shirt, I will give it back to you tomorrow morning." She told me apologizing about what happened in the comfort room.

We make a turn and keep on walking side by side. I glance at her. Noticing she's looking forward.

"That boy was expelled. I just ruined his high school life."Her voice was beginning to crack. She's about to cry, but held it.

"It was no one's fault that that boy is an idiot, he's the one who ruined his high school life. Not yours Ms. Perez." I told her truthfully because it was actually my fault, it was partially his fault though. He's an idiot.

"I guess so." She whispered.

We arrived at her classroom. She unlock the door and open it wide so I could get in.

I put the books in her desk and look around since I don't have time the last time I'm here.

I realize she's my advanced mathematics too. Well I should just wait for the bell to rung and sit down in the front seat.

I opened my book once again and started reading when she clears her throat that makes me look up at her.

"There still 30 minutes before the bell rung Ms. Harpy. Aren't you gonna eat?" I can eat you instead. I immediately shook the thoughts, forcing it out of my brain.

Wtf!! Did I just think of that?

I straightened my back looking at her again, seeing she's eating an apple and when she takes a bite, maybe it's my thoughts or she's really making it slow, while staring at me with a raise questioning eyebrow. It's really hot.

"I-im-im ok-a-y Ms." I stuttered like crazy. I looked down and continues to read my book, but I can't focus on anything, I just stuttered like an idiot in front of her.

"Hey, I'm your maths teacher too?" I looked up and stared at her for a moment realizing I'll be seeing her two times a day.

"Yes Ms, can I stay here every lunch? I'll just sit here and read, I won't bother you." She nodded and smile.

"Here." Before I could refuse, she already throw her other apple in my way. With my quick reflexes I catch it with ease and just started eating it, saying a thanks.

We just my mind our own businesses through the whole time.

Lunch time is almost over and students are slowly piling the room. The bell rung and the last student entered. My potential mate should be thankful, because the students that were usually noisy are silent.

Every time she would spare me a glance that makes me happy inside. I couldn't hide the smile that unintentionally appears in my face every time  she looks in my way.

I'm still wondering about her name. It would be easier to just read her mind, but I don't think that's a good idea, I don't want to invade her privacy.

I stared at her while she's teaching. I don't know, but it seems like the world just melt away and all I could focus was the way she would smile sweetly in my way, the way she would carelessly move her hands like she's a conductor to a group of musicians, the way she speak effortlessly like she already memorized every word that would come out of her mouth. The light in her eyes that seems to pull me out of my dark room, like she's the light in a dark tunnel I was in. Her not too big nor small nose that sat perfectly in her gorgeous face. The way her pink full lips that usually parted when she speaks and close, they look so inviting and soft and I can't help but wonder what would be like if it's against my own. My eyes continues to look down.

Her body is perfect. It's like God takes his precious time to make this kind of a perfect creature exist. Her breast was just perfect in shape, not small and not too big. Under my t-shirt or to her, oversized t-shirt, I know it's a flat stomach, her small waist that makes her curves known, even in a big shirt but, the tight skinny jeans that hugs her legs perfectly.

Someone faked cough and it brought me back to where I was and I realize the bell already rung because it's just her and myself, she caught me checking her out.

I checked her out for two hours like a creep!!

I quickly get my things inside my shoulder bag and walk to the door, but before I could make it--

"Ms. Harpy?". She called my name and I slowly walk towards her desk, she's sitting in a sexy way with legs cross. I tried to keep my eyes up and miserably succeed.

"Ms. Harpy, here's a copy of our discussion for today because it seems like my teaching is boring that you take an interest on other things." She told me. Hurt laced in her delicate voice, but we all know she's that interesting right?

"I'm so sorry Ms. Perez. I promise this will never happen again and thank you." I answer her and took the copy she printed.

And I'm out of her class.