Several students were sitting in a classroom waiting for their teacher Miss Griselda to come.
Some checked the time to see that it was only five minutes past the hour.
Soon after that the door opened to reveal a woman with pale skin, purplish greyish hair and greenish coloured eyes. She has on an ankle length purple dress with a high collar and dark purple shoes.
Slamming the door, she ordered. "Everyone take out your homework at once."
A male student with blonde hair, dark skin and dark greyish coloured eyes raised his left hand before saying. "Miss Griffin, are you sure you're in the right room? We are supposed to have English with Miss Griselda."
"I know that you moron." Miss Griffin sharply responded, taking a seat around the teacher's desk. "Griselda is sick and asked me to fill in at the last minute. She informed me that homework was assigned so what everyone is going to do is read their poems out loud, I will grade them and hopefully the hour will fly by so I can leave. So who is first?"
No one raised their hand.
Aisha who was sitting on Flora's right whispered. "Flo, there is no way I can read this out loud. The entire class may find out who I am crushing on."
Flora replied quietly. "Relax and remain calm. You can do this, Aisha."
"Still no one." Griffin sighed. "The student that asked me the question, stand up and say your poem first. Tell me your name first then start reading."
The male stood up. "My name is Roy Valentine. Roses are red, violets are blue. I…."
Griffin stopped him. "Shut up! That is so cliché. You get a F. Anyone else that starts their poem off like that will also get a F."
Several students spoke their poem with Griffin giving each of them F's.
Now the only students left to resist their poems were Helia, Flora, Aisha and Nabu.
Nabu stood up and said. "My Name is Nabu."
Every day I look as she walks away with my heart tucked in her pocket.
I stand there waiting for you to notice me.
I stand there hoping that you would know how much I love you so.
Your long curly brunette hair, brushes gently onto your beautiful dark skin.
Your beautiful brown eyes and broad smile brightens up my day
I wish I could tell you how I feel, my beautiful 'She Who Lived' Queen.
Nabu had a light blush on his face as he sat down.
Aisha smiled, having an idea of who Nabu was talking about. What made her have a feeling it was her was the deprecation and the words 'She Who Live' since her name meant that in Arabic.
Griffin said. "I actually found that better than the others. You get a C+. You with the curly brunette hair, get up and read your poem."
Aisha stood up. "My name is Aisha."
I felt like on the day we met you and I were meant to be.
I felt like our fate were set and you were the one for me.
I knew you were attractive and you made the butterflies in my stomach become active.
Is it fate or love that our paths crossed? Or could it be both?
I never loved anyone as much as I love you.
Every time I see your piercing purple eyes, charming smile and hear your sexy muscular voice my heart starts to ram.
People might see you as a guy on the football team and you have several girls throwing themselves at you none of them compares to me.
I am the only girl that loves you so much that not even your mother can compete.
So is it fate or love that caused us to meet or could it be both?
Only time will tell. of we are meant to be
Aisha sat down, with her eyes closed.
Flora gently nudged her and shyly indicated to Nabu.
Aisha opened her eyes to see Nabu gazing at her.
She blushed meeting his gaze.
Griffin said. "I give you a C-. Next is the brunette with the green eyes."
Flora stood up. She didn't need a sheet of paper to say her poem since she had memorized it.
"My name is Flora." The brunette informed the teacher. She did some changes to her poem after she and Helia made love.
There is something about those piercing blue eyes that drives me crazy.
When you look at me and grin it feels like life stops.
When you reach out and hug my waist I have never felt so safe.
When you kiss my lips with yours it has felt like the most right thing I have ever done.
When you're soft hands and warm skin touch mine I have never felt so happy.
The day we met I will never forget.
The day we became one was better than anything I could have ever imagine.
It was also the day I knew I didn't want to live without you.
Yet I still don't know your feelings. Yet I still don't know if you love me or not.
Are we fated to be together as friends or something more?
Tell me how you feel and I will respect how you feel.
Just tell me if our feelings are the same.
Flora took her seat, feeling Helia's stare as he sat at the back of the class.
Griffin told Flora as she checked the list. "I give it a B. Great one more left and I can leave. Boy get up and read."
Helia stood up and spoke. "My name is Helia.
You have to know how much I love you so.
I mean you must know how my feelings are? My love, passion and dedication for you should be unquestionable.
You should know how much I love you so.
The way I kissed your strawberry flavoured lips, touched your silky smooth skin and became one with you should have been enough to know of my feelings.
I am truly in love with you but are you in love with me?
Every time we are together I hope one of us would act but that never happened.
When we are together it feels so prefect that I never want it to end.
I am asking, requesting and even begging for you to be mine so that way we can spend forever together.
Helia sat down, looking over at the female that the poem was about.
Griffin said. "It's a B-."
The bell rang signalling the end of class and school.
Griffin took up her belongs and dashed out of the room.
Nabu walked over to Aisha as the room became emptier. When he reached, the brown hair male asked. "Um… Aisha. I was wondering if that poem was about me?"
"Maybe. Why? Are you interested?" Aisha asked.
"More than you know." Nabu said before passionately kissing her lips.
Aisha gladly kissed him back. It lasted for a few minutes before they entered it.
When they finally parted Nabu said. "I finally got the Queen I have wanted for so long. Please become my girlfriend?"
"Of course I would love to be your girlfriend." Aisha cheered.
Nabu went over to Helia to talk to him about how to set up the prefect date while Aisha went over to Flora.
Students were rushing to leave their classrooms and out of the school yard to head home.
Still into their classroom Flora, Aisha and a few other students were in the room talking.
"Flora, I really don't like the idea of you spending the holidays alone." Aisha informed the brunette. "This will be your first Christmas alone."
Flora glanced over at Helia for a moment before looking back at Aisha. "I am pretty sure I will be fine for the Christmas. You don't have to worry about me, Aisha."
Aisha noticed that Flora was looking at the blue hair male and whispered. "You plan on asking Helia to spend the holiday with you?"
"Well..." Flora remembered that Helia didn't want people to know they lived together.
Aisha checked the time. "Oh crap! Would you look at the time? Grandma is in town and she wants me to go shopping with her. I have to go, Flo. See you tomorrow."
"Okay. Bye." Flora said before her friend and Nabu stormed out of the room.
Flora was checking to ensure that all of her stuff was in her bag while almost everyone else was leaving the room to head home.
Once Flora finished she was about to take up her bag when someone wrapped their arms around her waist.
Flora knew that it was Helia.
Helia began kissing the brunette's neck.
Flora softly moaned. "Are you trying to give me another hickey?"
Helia stopped kissing her neck long enough to say. "I am not trying to; I am going to give you another one. I am marking my territory and this time do not cover it up with make-up so that everyone can know you are unavailable."
"Really?" Flora questioned as Helia continued kissing her neck. "Since when did I belong to you?"
Helia continued till he marked her neck.
He stopped after a while and looked at his handy work.
Helia then moved over to Flora's right ear and whispered while using his hands to grab a hold of the brunette's bosoms. "You became mine this morning."
Flora watched as Helia began unbuttoning her shirt. "Helia, I am not about to be let you use me to satisfy your urges without knowing where we stand first. Helia, I love you. When you and I made love it was emotional to me and I want to know if our feelings are the same."
Helia stopped unbuttoning Flora's shirt but didn't say anything.
"I should have known better." Flora grumbled buttoning up her shirt. "Why would the guy that has almost female throwing themselves at him love me?"
Flora grabbed her bag and prepared to leave.
Helia grabbed her left hand with his right one, stopping the brunette. He moved to stand in front of her. "You should really let people answer before storming off, expecting the worst."
"Okay." Flora put down her bag.
Helia hugged Flora's waist with his arms, bringing her closer to him. "Flora, I have loved you since we were twelve and my feelings for you since then have only increased. I was just scared."
"What?" Flora couldn't believe her ears.
"You need a Q-Tip?" Helia asked. "I love you, Flora. At first I was scared that you would reject me then when my parents died I was scared that if I got too close to you, I would lose you and feel even more pain."
As Flora hugged the male's neck, she said. "My Grandmother told me when you love someone more than life itself never be afraid to tell him or her how you feel or else you will end up regretting it and be miserable for the rest of your life. She basically said take a chance on love, it could be worth it in the end."
"Well I am willing to take a chance on love and ask you to be my girlfriend." Helia spoke.
"I will have to think about it." Flora replied, pretending to think about it for a while.
"Flora!" Helia almost scolded her.
"I want to make the high school superstar sweat it out for a minute." Flora answered. "You could at least play along, sweetie."
"I don't like to be held in suspense." Helia informed her.
"Next time." Flora smirked before Helia moved his head down a little to plant his lips onto Flora's own.
Flora gladly kissed him back; happy to finally be together with the one she loved the most.
A female with long blonde hair, light skin, orange coloured eyes and wearing the school's uniform was walking past the door when she saw Helia and Flora locking lips while holding each other in a tight embrace.
She looked shocked and upset to see Helia and Flora kissing.
'No way!' She thought, taking out her phone. 'One of the hottest guys in school can't be with a talentless dancer. The girls and I will make sure Flora knows her place at this school soon and to take her hands off Helia.'
The blonde took a picture of the couple before walking off.
I made up the poems and they may not be the best but I tried.