The school ringed and all of the sudden I saw a glimmering light shone 20 meters away from me. I thought it was my head still in its minor migraine from sleeping on the school desk.
My table, to be specific. As the new girl who just transferred, I find myself earlier than others which explains me here alone and the ringing bell. It's funny actually. It's my first time here but I'm about to be ashamed by others for being sleepy. And coincidentally, there's a new teacher who moved to town too.
You'd probably think how is it possible for me to sleep at what I identify as my own table? Well, before moving the school sent me the class sitting list and there was vacancy front row. Pretty uncool! Continue on with this shining teacher, his name is Sam. Sam Winchester a graduate from Ohio University, which is around here. Twice the age of mine and I'm in grade 11. He's really hot and I can find myself monitoring his hand movements with the marker. Although, they are others whom I can find myself wanting to not know or be acquaintance with is hardly paying attention at his teaching on Contemporary Literature.
How is it so easy for them?
I looked at the clock and it says, '12;46'. It's sort of unusual or the clock is broken. I took out my phone out of the pocket of my jeans and it stated the same time as the clock. I thought I haven't change the world clock as it is known to be 3 in the morning there. My phone is fine, everything's fine. Does this mean I have slept for hours in class. How is that possible.
This is odd and the teacher.
He doesn't have the calming vibe coming off him. Extra: He has that arousing aura that made things so undeniably uncomfortable. Weird! One moment I was head over heels for him, then I got flustered. I can feel cold sweats dripping of my forehead like I was sick. I probably am or this is what you called, 'anxiety's hitting'.
And, "Kring-kring..kring-kring.." the school ringed. Which means school's over though I didn't go for recess or do stuff that others have done on recess and studied things. Shrugging these thoughts off, I packed things I don't remember unpacking in my bag and stood like every other person.
"Ashley-" he clears his throat. "I heard you're new here too." Staring at me with his green eyes, head over toe. He stepped closer to me closing the gap between us. I started to walk away but, he pulls me closer and kisses me on the lips. I can feel the electricity flowing over us. His cheeks brushed against my neck, licking, sucking and pulling at my skin with his teeth. I let out an unconscious moan, reaching behind Sam's neck to burry my fingers in his hair. The softness of his hair could make me rustle them all day.
He leaned forward with a low snicker, pressing his hips against my stomach.
I gasped at the sensation of his hardness against my body. Between my legs it was like fire and ice. I shuddered when his tongue tasted me. Then, the loud sound of the high school's band snap him back to reality. He let me go and I just walked away, with the thought of wanting more.