Ok I know that this scenario is familiar at this website with "There's a Class for This"…the writer of that story did give me inspiration but I hope you guys don't think I am stealing her idea. I have read three student/teacher relationship stories and even though I love them…they are usually missing something for me. Either one is just about sex or one doesn't have any sex at all and then some chapters just lose my interest. I am just creating my own version. I don't know where this is going or how I want them to move to a relationship so any ideas would be great. I hope you like this version too and I don't want any reviews saying how this topic is so wrong…this is FANFICTION…it's not real! We are allowed to be creative and have fun…Gillian and David are 8 yrs apart in real life and I'm only making them 10 in this story…so back off. Sorry I had to vent…well thanks for reading! :)

Today is the first day of my senior year…the year everyone can't wait for and counts down days by putting x's on their calendars. My senior schedule is packed, full of AP courses and no open periods because my god-forsaken parents and their pressure to have a perfect daughter who will attend medical school. I have been brought up in a catholic family who believes in ethical values, no sex before marriage, and other hypocritical values that no one can really abide by. I feel that this year will be my stepping out stage, revealing my true colors and finding my identity. I am only 16 years old but starting college courses my senior year, I had the privilege to skip a grade. Now I have no friends my age and rarely keep up with any real friends since my navy family moves every other year…oh well this is my last year and last move. I have stayed at the school for almost three years so I'm pretty familiar with most of my fellow classmates. My closest friend is Monica Reyes. Her boyfriend, John Doggett, is one of my closest friends too. I have dated some guys but no one really draws my interest; most males my age are too immature and my willingness to have my father's acceptance makes me drawn to older men…not that I'm complaining. Last year I lost my virginity to my two year boyfriend Ethan. He seemed to be the perfect man for me, funny, popular, not attractive in the body image but made up for in personality. But all he wanted was sex and strung me along while he cheated with other girls. I will never understand men and the reason to cheat, it's like just dump the one you no longer care about…it hurts much less. But anyways, I am through with him and focusing on my studies, trying to find which direction I want to go to in my life and deciding if being a doctor and practicing medicine is my dream or my parents.

First day of school: 8:00 am

"Dana wake up!" Missy yelled from downstairs

My older sister is the same grade as me because I was able to skip grades, she always hated it but we are still practically best friends and joined at the hip. We have a love/hate relationship that family members have. The people you truly love are the only ones you can truly hate. It's sad but true.

"Alright!" I yell back. I hate getting up for school…I have this routine of waking up after hearing my beeping alarm and slamming my fist on the snooze button and finally waking up after swearing like a sailor from the pain in my hand and the fact that I'm really not a morning person. I finally drag my limp body in the shower and get ready for the last first day of my high school experience. I decided in the summer that I will be a new person this year after my breakup and the fact that I want to individualize myself…it's going to be my wild teen year. I decided to wear tight dark wash skinny jeans with my sliver pumps and silver sweater that is tighter on me than my own skin. It shows enough breasts to get attention without being exposed. I hide my revealing shirt under my white jacket and zip it up before the parents try to lecture. I put on my makeup which is darker and more dramatic than usual, but nothing clownish. I straighten my hair so the length can lay at my shoulders. I flip the ends to add a little something something and then head out the door to our car. Missy has a huge smile on her face because I actually look almost as pretty as her. She feels it's her influence that changed me but she is far from the truth. I managed to get out of the house before the rest of the family sees my appearance; I rather just hear it at the end of the day. While Missy drives, I have to hear her daily gossip and reflecting thoughts on my new attire.

"You will make him so jealous!" Missy says through her thousand watt smile

"I don't want to make him jealous, I'm doing this for me and not him"

"Sure, you keep telling yourself that"

While she parks in the student parking lot I look out the window and see most of my classmates huddled around their cars with coffee in their hands and having the windows rolled down to blast a familiar tune. When we finally get out of the car, Missy ditches me and run towards her groups of friends. I moan to myself and decide to walk towards the gate and look for the location of my first class. Right now I am regretting wearing these heels but it's too late now to change. I see a few people staring and wearing a "is that a new girl?" look on their face. Oh well…if I'm not recognized then it must be a good thing. I finally see Monica opening her locker and I walk towards her. She looks at me and drops the book she was currently holding.

"Dana! Damn girl, what was he thinking letting you go"

"Why does everyone say that?! Was I so ugly before??"

"No, but u look sexier"

"Good answer" I giggle

"What is your first class?"

" AP Government"

"Uhhh good luck, well let me see your schedule so I can see if we have any classes together" I hand her my slip of paper and she smiles

"Oh we have have AP psychology 6th period together with Mr. Mulder and also AP Chemistry 3rd period with Mr. Lewis" she explains.

"Cool" I reply.

The bell rings and I head to my history class that I see no point to attending since our government likes to edit our books so profusely and only give us these half about our nation, but they do paint a fairly nice picture. My first two classes go by in a blur and when I met up with Monica in Chem, my mood brightens when I see a friendly face. Monica saved me a seat in the back of the room that would give us privacy to talk.

"Have you heard of the new psychology teacher we have?"

"Umm no what about him?"

"He's a total hunk! He's only like 26 years old and has no ring on the finger. Every girl in this school is totally taken with him…including me! Don't tell John but when I saw him passing the halls I swear I almost fainted. Someone like him belongs on the cover of GQ"

"Well I don't see why people get so excited over a teacher, it's unrealistic that a teacher will fall for a student. So I wouldn't hold my breath Monica."

"I know but it is nice to dream. Just wait till u see him in 6th period. I bet this will be the only class you get an A- in."

"Sure."

By the time lunch comes around, rumors are flying the I'm trying to get Ethan back by dressing the way I am but my new attitude doesn't let it phase me. Sure a couple of guys have asked me out but I am not agreeing to some hormone sexed teenage boy who can't control the bulge in their pants when I walk by.

Finally 6th period roams around and I meet Monica in the hallway and await to see this famous Mr. Mulder. When she opens the door my mouth opens wide and I can't help if a little drool comes out. Just the image of his shirt rolled up to his elbows and his feet prompted up on the desk is so arousing that I am frozen in place by the front door. Monica has to shove me to a seat in order to snap me out of my dreary state.

"Omg girl you got it bad. Worse than me!" she laughs.

"I don't know what you're talking about" I deny.

"Well too bad he doesn't notice any girls in here. He must have a girlfriend at home or maybe fiancée" I don't know why but my heart drops to my stomach after she says that.

After roll is called, I try to focus my attention on the words he is saying… but thank god it is only the first day and he is just going over the syllabus, because I can't hear a word that is coming from that mouth…with that plump lower lip! I'm in heaven. I still don't see the logic the school district had when they hired him…how could any of the girls learn anything from this class. The only thing we will learn is the falsehood image of the perfect man.

I just give up and lay my head on the desk and close my eyes, waiting for the bell to ring. Monica is giving me the "I know girl!" look, while she attentively pays attention to the rest of the lecture. I casually look across the room for familiar faces or anything to distract my mind from forming indecent thoughts about a man I'll never have a chance in hell of having. As I'm looking from one familiar face to another, I notice Ethan is in this class. Just fucking great! Not only do I have to dodge one guy…but two! My face turns to a grimace when I see Ethan has caught my eyes on him and winks…that egotistical jackass thinks he can just do that and I'll follow him like a puppy again. Plz! Well I just roll my eyes and put my face back down on my desk to clear my mind and surrender to the darkness behind my eyelids. This year is just going to be full of drama. I can feel it.