*first story*

It hurt.

Looking at him hurt.

Why? Because right know he isn't someone I can hug, or kiss, or even say 'I love you', right now he is someone I have to look up to, raise my hand for, and say 'here' as he calls my name on roll. He is Ezra, the person who makes me feel safe and happy. He also happens to be Mr. Fitz, my teacher, the man who is now in the process of handing out papers that he will later explain to be completed for next class as we will discuss.

Why does it hurt, may you ask? I mean yeah it is kinda fun having my boyfriend be my AP English teacher, right? He makes the days seem more bearable and a class I love even more enjoyable when he peers across everyone, as we read, and catches my eye just to smile at me. But it hurts because that is all we can do. I can tell people are beginning to notice something is up. How can't they when Ez…Mr. Fitz and I get into a heated discussion about to Kill a Mockingbird due to a fight we had earlier that week or I use my word selection carefully but effective to make him, well, frustrated.

He wasn't always my teacher, just for about a day and half he wasn't. We met before labor-day, about a year ago, after my family and I got back from Iceland. It was… interesting. We met at Snookers, a grill and pub. He was three stools away which turned into the stool next to me, as we talked about writing, which later, turned into the bathroom counter that supported my weight as we got to know each other a little better, but not too well because I'm not a slut, just 'that girl who's dating her English teacher' is what people will say when they find out.

My friends finally know. Thank God. I don't know how much longer I could have kept it from them. They took it…mmm… hard, but in the words of Emily "well if you're happy Aria, we are too," "uh, speak for yourself, I mean, Fitz, Aria he's hot but he's our teacher. Isn't that illegal or something?" "Han, calm down. It's only illegal if their doing it" Spencer explained which made Emily, Hanna, and Spencer turn their heads and give me their look. "Guys come on, no. And any way we didn't meet as student/teacher, god I have some class."

"mmmhhhuhh" someone clearing their throat by my side, who as I looked up from my writing turned out to be Ezra standing over my desk. "Ms. Montgomery do I need to repeat my question or would you care to write your answer down and have me read it to the class." He said as he grabbed my note book and started to read what I had written. It only took a second for him to look down at me and smile, place my notebook upside down on my desk, tap it then move his finger form side-to-side as to say no, and start to repeat the question, but I interrupted him with my answer. "Very good Ms. Montgomery but next time, please pay attention in class, I don't think you'd fend to well in detention." I node my head with a smug smile on my face, "last time I checked, you were, oh that's right 'scared shitless by that little punk in the corner.'" The class started to laugh and Ezra turned around in my aisle with his eyebrows creased. "Uhmm…?" he stammered. I smile up at him, remembering the story he told me on our 'hold-up in his apartment date' about a week ago, "my mom told me how you signed up for a slot of 'monitoring the bad kids' and how you'd never do it again." He nodded his head, "I thought I told her to keep her mouth shut." I shrug my shoulders, "yeah, well she's not very big on the whole 'keeping secrets' thing." The bell rang and people dismissed. The girls and I stuck back and I said I'd see them at lunch and to save me a seat. Hanna walked between me and Fitz's desk and said "you're gonna talk about that essay or is it the extra credit this time?" She laughed as Emily grabbed her arm to pull her away. Spencer turned around before exiting and said "you two really should keep the flirting to the minimum, I mean you could slice the sexual tension with a butter knife." I took a pencil off Ezra's desk and flung it at her "hey doesn't Melissa have another boyfriend you need to kiss?" She raised her eyebrows at me and placed her hand on the door knob, "should I close the blinds too or are you going to find an empty bathroom?" and with that closed the door.

"Do you think telling them was the best idea, I mean what if they accidently spill to someone." Ezra says placing his hand on my thigh as I sit on the edge of his desk. "Ezra, the only people they talk to are me, they won't spill." Ezra nods, "if you trust them, then so do I." I smile at him and stand up from the edge of his desk and come around to the front just in case someone wants to waltz in unexpectedly. "Thank you, for everything. For trusting me, my friends." He smiles and reaches across the desk to hold my hand, "of coarse." The second bell for the beginning of lunch to start rings and I kiss his hand then grab my stuff. I head for the door just as Ezra remembers something. "Oh hey," I turn back around to face him. "Try to keep the writing in class to a minimum, we wouldn't want wondering eyes to read something they shouldn't." I nod and say "you're right, sorry. Oh and may I come over after school?" Ezra takes a sip of his coffee then with no hesitation smiles and says "can't wait."