Disclaimer: I own nothing but Iris. I wish I did, but Craig's too young for me anyhow, plus I'm saving myself for John Mayer.
Updates are looking a little spotty. I move back into the dorms for the last two weeks of classes, and then I'm home for a month. We'll see how the updates go for those two weeks. I should be OK, cause all I have to do is attend classes, go to work, give my epic presentation "Wiretaps and Watergate" and take two finals.
A few bad words in this chapter, folks.
Chapter Three: An Educated Choice
Dinner at the Jeremiah's was ordinary, but Craig could feel himself shaking. He didn't know what would happen when he met up with Iris.
"What are you doing tonight, Craig?" Joey, his stepfather and guardian, said. "And don't tell me nothing. You're homework is done, that means you have plans."
"I figured since I didn't have much homework I'd take the six fifteen downtown-so I don't have to drive, and wonder for a few hours. I'll be back by 11"
"Ten thirty. It's a school night."
"fine." Craig went back to eating his food, thinking that was one big reason he wouldn't have a chance with Iris. What grown woman would put up with a ten thirty curfew?
The next question into his head was if he wanted a chance with her anyway. I mean, she was a teacher...but she was Iris. His Iris. Well, she'd been his Iris for one night anyway.
He got on the six fifteen bus, trying not to look or act nervous, and headed to Leblanc Music.
Iris was sitting on the bench outside the music store, scared shitless. She was having a hard time with Craig. No, she realized, the problem was that she was having too easy of a time thinking of Craig her student and Craig the man as two different people. This, she knew, could be a problem
Just then a hand hit her shoulder. "Miss Masters...Iris...what should I call you?" Craig sighed, this was not going well.
"We're not in school, you can call me Iris." He smiled at her for that, and then Iris knew she was in trouble.
"Thanks Iris. So...what did you want to talk about?"
"I just wanted to clear the air, I guess. So that we didn't...so that things aren't awkward in school."
"They won't be. I'll treat you as Miss Masters-in school at least." Was he flirting? She didn't know. He didn't know. They didn't care.
"Thanks Craig. you're a sweetheart..." Shit, she thought, I shouldn't have said that, should I? "Want to go for a walk"
"Sure, but I have to be home at 10:30."
"That's fine. IT really is." She smiled at him, and he realized he loved her smile.
They walked around, Craig told Iris about his family, which isn't something he said a lot about.
"I live with my stepdad, Joey, and half-sister Angela. My Mom died a few years ago...dad...didn't treat me so well. he hit me."
"Craig, I'm so sorry." The way he said it made her understand why he seemed older than his years.
"Its OK. He died last year. What about you, now that we're done with my tragic life." He tried to make his voice sound sarcastic, even, because he didn't want to lose it in front of Iris. It was hard for him to talk about things, but she made him want to open up.
"My parents are both professors at university. I'm an only child. I've always been...Sort of geeky. I started school at four, graduated at 16."
"So you're, 20? 21?"
"20. You're sixteen?"
"Yes, I am."
"Then you know what a bad idea this is."
"I know" And Craig did know, he just wasn't sure if he cared.
"I could lose my chance at a teaching certificate...I do care about you, as much as you can after one meeting. But..."
"Iris, you're amazing, I want...I care about you too." He kissed her then, in the middle of some park, not caring how much trouble she got into.
"Craig...I....This...This isn't a good idea." She kissed him back, of course. What else should she do?
"Maybe...I should go."
"give me a few days to figure things out..maybe we can work it out."
"You are a genius, Iris. I'll see you-or rather Miss Masters-tomorrow." HE headed back to the bus stop then, she watched him go, scared to death about this man who was just a boy...or was he?
Chapter Four: Dinner and Babysitting coming soon.
Updates are looking a little spotty. I move back into the dorms for the last two weeks of classes, and then I'm home for a month. We'll see how the updates go for those two weeks. I should be OK, cause all I have to do is attend classes, go to work, give my epic presentation "Wiretaps and Watergate" and take two finals.
A few bad words in this chapter, folks.
Chapter Three: An Educated Choice
Dinner at the Jeremiah's was ordinary, but Craig could feel himself shaking. He didn't know what would happen when he met up with Iris.
"What are you doing tonight, Craig?" Joey, his stepfather and guardian, said. "And don't tell me nothing. You're homework is done, that means you have plans."
"I figured since I didn't have much homework I'd take the six fifteen downtown-so I don't have to drive, and wonder for a few hours. I'll be back by 11"
"Ten thirty. It's a school night."
"fine." Craig went back to eating his food, thinking that was one big reason he wouldn't have a chance with Iris. What grown woman would put up with a ten thirty curfew?
The next question into his head was if he wanted a chance with her anyway. I mean, she was a teacher...but she was Iris. His Iris. Well, she'd been his Iris for one night anyway.
He got on the six fifteen bus, trying not to look or act nervous, and headed to Leblanc Music.
Iris was sitting on the bench outside the music store, scared shitless. She was having a hard time with Craig. No, she realized, the problem was that she was having too easy of a time thinking of Craig her student and Craig the man as two different people. This, she knew, could be a problem
Just then a hand hit her shoulder. "Miss Masters...Iris...what should I call you?" Craig sighed, this was not going well.
"We're not in school, you can call me Iris." He smiled at her for that, and then Iris knew she was in trouble.
"Thanks Iris. So...what did you want to talk about?"
"I just wanted to clear the air, I guess. So that we didn't...so that things aren't awkward in school."
"They won't be. I'll treat you as Miss Masters-in school at least." Was he flirting? She didn't know. He didn't know. They didn't care.
"Thanks Craig. you're a sweetheart..." Shit, she thought, I shouldn't have said that, should I? "Want to go for a walk"
"Sure, but I have to be home at 10:30."
"That's fine. IT really is." She smiled at him, and he realized he loved her smile.
They walked around, Craig told Iris about his family, which isn't something he said a lot about.
"I live with my stepdad, Joey, and half-sister Angela. My Mom died a few years ago...dad...didn't treat me so well. he hit me."
"Craig, I'm so sorry." The way he said it made her understand why he seemed older than his years.
"Its OK. He died last year. What about you, now that we're done with my tragic life." He tried to make his voice sound sarcastic, even, because he didn't want to lose it in front of Iris. It was hard for him to talk about things, but she made him want to open up.
"My parents are both professors at university. I'm an only child. I've always been...Sort of geeky. I started school at four, graduated at 16."
"So you're, 20? 21?"
"20. You're sixteen?"
"Yes, I am."
"Then you know what a bad idea this is."
"I know" And Craig did know, he just wasn't sure if he cared.
"I could lose my chance at a teaching certificate...I do care about you, as much as you can after one meeting. But..."
"Iris, you're amazing, I want...I care about you too." He kissed her then, in the middle of some park, not caring how much trouble she got into.
"Craig...I....This...This isn't a good idea." She kissed him back, of course. What else should she do?
"Maybe...I should go."
"give me a few days to figure things out..maybe we can work it out."
"You are a genius, Iris. I'll see you-or rather Miss Masters-tomorrow." HE headed back to the bus stop then, she watched him go, scared to death about this man who was just a boy...or was he?
Chapter Four: Dinner and Babysitting coming soon.