Stephanie owns it all.
Bella works tirelessly to make sure children learn their abc's. Never did she imagine she'd be teaching a grown man a thing or two as well.
Bella works as a school teacher. She notices a child in her class has parents that are different from your usual soccer mum or tubby dad. When Bella is finally introduced to the father of her student will she wind up giving a lesson she doesn't know how to teach? Rated M for future lemons, mature language and themes!
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The Weekend
There's something entirely terrifying about a child. They draw you in with cute smiles, odd questions and weird quirks. Then snap! They shit for days then quake the building with their cries. So what better career than teaching?
I never thought I would teach. I always pictured myself doing something interesting. Like owning an incredibly successful Etsy store turned multi million company, pumping billions into her back daily. Turns out a teaching degree wouldn't fund the start of a home made jewellery store. For now, I simply direct five year olds to naughty corners and ask them to present show and tell. If I have to hear about Johnny's favourite sock again I'll cry from frustration.
"Alright girls and boys," I says, smile hiding the screaming head pain, "it's time to pack up!"
It was Friday, which meant I had a weekend of freedom! I would get to spend my weekend with my wine and Netflix. I'd probably organise Monday's lesson.
"Miss Bella, my daddy is coming today," a small voice squeals.
"Summer, I know," I laugh.
Summer's nanny had dropped her off this morning, her parents too fixated with their life. I'd met Summer's mother once, on parent teacher night. She hadn't even brought Summer to her first day. I knew the father worked crazy hours as a doctor, but her mother was unemployed. Summer was beautiful and had provided me with much laughter.
"He's never seen my class," she says
"Well Maybe we can convince him to look around? You could show him your pictures and tray," I say.
"Really?" She gasps.
"Of course," I say smiling.
A ring brings me into the weekend. The bell. The beautiful bell. Magic!
"Okay! Have a beautiful weekend! Please be careful," I yell as the begin to race out of the room.
Summer remains in her seat, grin wide. Adorable! Kids like her were a joy. Then there were dick kids like Johnny who today tried to glue himself to his chair. See why I need the wine?
"When did he say he'd come?" I say.
It's been about five minutes since the bell. I wonder if he knew they finished at 3? She still looks eager.
"I told him 3! He promised on the dot," she says.
I smile, not having the heart to tell her he's late. My dad once forgot me at soccer practice when I was eight. So I wasn't ruling him out yet.
"Would you like to colour him a picture while you wait?" I ask
"Yes please Miss Swan," She says politely.
Placing a tin of crayons and paper in front of her I return to my desk, waiting impatiently for her father. I was paid to be here and look after 25 children for 8 hours, unpaid overtime. I'm not a babysitter.
You can only imagine my anger grow when I notice it was 4pm. Where is he!
"Sweetie, do you think maybe we should call mummy? Daddy must be running late!" I say
"He'll be here," she says not deterred.
"Okay," I say defeated.
Why did parents expect me to be the one to crush their hopes? I taught them how to spell, count and socialise, yet that wasn't enough? I had to tell them gently that their parents were assholes.
I can't even scroll through Facebook. It's part of my duty of care to not be on my phone while children were near.
4:30 and still no sign of doctor dickhead.
"Sweetheart, I'm going to just call your mummy," I say gently
Now the disappointment is there. Her little face is unsure. My heart breaks. It wouldn't be easy having parents who don't have time for you. My father was a cop, but god forbid he'd miss thursday steak night!
"Why don't we call mummy, and then we can put your drawing in your pack? Then you can give it to daddy tonight!" I say trying to be enthusiastic.
"I'm here!" I hear behind me.
"Daddy!" Summer squeals.
I begin to turn angered. But it stops the second I lay my eyes on doctor dickhead. He's beautiful. He wears a white coat, his hair far from tame, he looks tired. Maybe I could wake him up? Bella!
"I'm so sorry baby!" He says picking her up.
"Miss Bella let me draw a picture for you! Look I even wrote my name," she says delighted.
Beginning to clean her desk, I try keep occupied. I can't look at him again, because I'll do something inappropriate like tear off his clothes in front of his five year old daughter.
"Oh it's beautiful! I'm going to put it in my office!" He laughs.
"Miss Bella said I could show you my classroom!" She says bouncing.
Why did I have to be covered in fucking glue? Johnny… that sock will get it!
"Oh. Hey," he says guiltily.
Up like a shot, back straight. I try my best to look like I have my life together.
"Hey," I say.
"I'm so sorry! Thank you so much for staying back for her. It won't ever happen again," he says, "do you actually mind if I borrow you for five more minutes?"
His looks made me stop myself from hitting him with LEGO pieces.
"Sure," I smile.
"In the hall," he asks, "Summer why don't you keep colouring! Maybe one for Grandma? I need to have a grown up chat with your teacher."
Summer bounces back to her desk, unaware her father was an hour and a half late. I follow Edward into the hall, eyes glued to hit hard back and ass. Mrs Cullen was a lucky woman! The door shuts behind me, while is back is turned I scan myself. I'm wearing a tight pair of black dress pants and a green blouse. Heels. I look like a teacher! Why wouldn't they let us wear lingerie and angel wings?
"So, I just wanted to keep you in the loop. My mother said teachers are important in child development. She watched some TV show," he chuckles nervous
"Doctor Cullen. Summer is special and I'm happy to offer any assistance," I say politely.
I can assist you too, I think.
"Well her mother has been off the radar, so it's just Chloe and I for the time being. I'm unsure if you know this but I filed for a divorce about four weeks ago. It's all signed and we're in the middle of a custody battle. Thank god for prenups!" He chuckles nervously
"I'm very sorry to hear, but I'm here for Summer and I'm happy to do what I can to make the transition more comfortable," I say.
"She never shuts up about Miss Swan. It's nice to finally meet you," he smiles.
"Likewise, Doctor Cullen," I say
"Edward, please," he says.
"Edward. You're welcome to call me Bella," I say smiling.
"Beautiful," he chuckles
"Sorry?" I stop
"That's what it means. Beautiful," Edward chuckles, "I visited Italy in my wild days."
"Wild?" I say raising an eyebrow
Watching his hand wipe his neck, turns me on. It must be a nervous thing. I wish it was my hands on his neck. So hot.
"Stories for another time," he smiles.
The hope.
"Thanks for your understanding," he smiles
"You can repay me with free doctor care. Health care plans for this job could be better," I smile
He laughs and nods.
"Done deal!" He smiles, "anything you need a heart surgeon you give me a call."
I need one now. He follows me back into the classroom, Summer already by his side. She pulls him around the room excited to show off her classroom. She points out her stars, her drawings. I pack up my bag and things as she goes.
"Okay, it's late and I'm sure Miss Swan wants her weekend to begin," he smiles picking up his daughter.
"Miss Swan, my Daddy can help you carry something?" She asks noticing how much I had to move to the car.
I didn't need him to see my big red truck. Not when he had a nanny drop his daughter off at school, and his ex wife shit gold chunks.
"Please no," I say smiling, "You two need to get home! You've had a big day!"
"It's fine," he says smiling placing Summer down to grab one of my tote boxes filled with supplies I had to replace.
I took home the empties once a month to know which ones to repurchase. I'm crazy. Two against one however, and time with this man wasn't all that painful.
"It's the least we can do. We did manage to steal half of your weekend," Edward laughs.
I allow them to both help me, even giving Summer a book to carry. When we get to my truck Edward smiles.
"Wasn't expecting that," he chuckles.
"It's far from an SUV, but my dad got it for me and I don't have the heart to sell it. Besides who would pay for it?" I smile
"I like red!" Summer says
"Thank you, Summer!" I say exasperated
I open up the car placing my things inside before taking my things from Summer, and then Edward. His hand brushes mine, and the electricity spark could power a skyscraper.
I wonder if he feels it too. He takes his daughter's hand.
"Will mummy be at home tonight," summer asks suddenly.
"Not tonight, baby," Edward says awkwardly
"We were going to cook us pizza! It's Friday! We haven't done that in ages!" Summer protests.
Tears come to her eyes. What am I about to do…
"I'm pretty awesome at pizza," I say smiling, "I'm even better at ice creams!"
Edward shoots me a look trying to consider what it could be I'm about to say. I don't blame him. I'm the same.
"How would you and daddy like to have pizza night with me?" I say kneeling down.
"You don't have to…" Edward begins
"Really! Yes!" She squeals
"Follow me," I say pointing at my car for Edward.
"Really, you don't have to do this," he says
"I want to! Just long as we don't share it with the entire class," I say smiling, "otherwise I'll be a pizza teacher."
Summer laughs, beaming up at me.
"I guess it's settled," I say smiling.
"I can't wait!" Summer jumps.
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