I didnt know if I wanted a chap two. but then something Highland Girl 1592 said caught the attention of my muse. and a special thanks to her.

the song is don't stand so close to me by the police.

enjoy


Young teacher, the subject
Of schoolgirl fantasy

He was gorgeous. Blue eyes, Brown hair and the cheekbones of a god. How could she not want him? Everyone did.

She wants him so badly
Knows what she wants to be

Wow. I have never seen a psychology teacher that looked like that!

Inside her there's longing
That girls an open page

She walks out of another lecture; she was the only one who could keep up.

There is something so amazingly powerful about him. Something attractive about him.

Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me

He sees her after class. They start talking and he walks her to her car. She interests him. He can see something about her, something that reminds him of scarecrow.

Her friends are so jealous
You know how bad girls get

"You are sleeping with him, we know it!"

"I am not. He is my psychology teacher"

"He is barely 5 years older than you are Harley!"

Sometimes it's not so easy
To be the teachers pet

He wants to see her after class to talk.

Get a grip Harleen Quinzel. He is a teacher. Even if he is gorgeous, smart and about my age, he is still my teacher.

Temptation, frustration
So bad it makes him cry

Be professional crane, you don't want to lose your little pet do you?

Don't you touch her scarecrow, don't you dare touch her!

Wet bus stop, she's waiting
His car is warm and dry

She folds her umbrella up and hops into his car. Her high heels she had pulled off rested in between her stocking clad feet.

"Thank you Dr. Crane. My car broke down and my homework was getting wet"

"Please Miss, Quinzel, call me Jonathan"

"Then you can call me Harley, everyone does"

Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me

"Nothing happened I swear it. Although he is amazing and a great city driver"

I want to kiss him so badly. Maybe when I graduate. I will still be here. With that job I have lined up at arkham.

Loose talk in the classroom
To hurt they try and try

Fucking bitch Becky Albright calling me a slut. She is just jealous that I am closer to him than she is. Well to bad that he likes me and not her!

Strong words in the staffroom
The accusations fly

"If you slept with her, you will be fired Dr. Crane"

Yeah, you are going to get us fired all for that little project of yours Crane!

It's no use he sees her
He starts to shake and cough

"Jonathan. I need to talk to you!"

"What is it Harley?"

"Since im graduating next week. I wanted you to know, you have been an excellent teacher. Ive even got a job lined up in Arkham because of you."

Just like the old man in
That book by Nabakov

Im going to quit, im going to follow her to Arkham.

Being around all that crazy won't do much good for you Crane.

You are one to talk Scarecrow!

Im not crazy. Im smart. There is a difference.

Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me

She had been assigned the joker. Jonathan was too late to get to her. Harley didn't notice anyone anymore. It was pure infatuation.

Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me


there you go. and there I go back into retirement untill another suggestion strikes my fancy