My Favorite Student
(Chapter 3)
[Caroline's POV]
Beep Beep Beep Beep. Why does that stupid alarm has to go off so early in the morning? Right, its 6:35 a.m. and today is Monday. Great... I throw my covers off my body and let my legs falls from the bed so i could sit up. Moving a few curls off my face i notice that i still have some mascara left from yesterday. Yesterday. The club. Nick. Oh my God i still cant believe i was such a bitch to him, i didn't even got his phone number.
Standing up from my bed i rub my face up and down as i try to make myself feel better about the situation but there wasn't any way. What i did was wrong and probably it made him think that i just wanted a one time thing, which of course i didn't. There was something about him that pulled me to him, it was fascinating and to be honest, i never felt like that with any other guy. Sighing i walk into the bathroom and strip off my pijamas and get into the shower.
After that i start my morning routine; do my makeup, tame my curls, find the perfect outfit, a matching purse, and most importantly, my favorite pair of leather boots. Once im all done i jogged down the stairs to prepare myself breakfast since mom has already left for work, not surprised. I just grab a protein bar and a bottle of water cause i plan on staying the same size until prom or my perfect dress wont fit. Yes, i already have my prom dress even if its just the middle of September.
Slipping the protein bar into my bag, i grab my set of keys and lock the house after closing the door. I go down the three front steps of my house and i can already see my friend Elena waiting for me in her new car, lucky bitch.
Elena had been my best friend since forever, her parents and mine were friends in high school so we were always together. She is a nice girl although sometimes she can act like a spoiled brat, but most of the time she is the perfect friend and the perfect girl that everyone liked.
As we drove to school i put a little bit of lip gloss on and smiled, beautiful. "We are here Care" Elena says snapping me out of my thoughts and a give her a small nod before getting of the car. She smiles at me and loops her arm with mine as we walk to our homeroom but when we stop in front of the door we notice a piece of paper saying that Mr. Saltzman, the old History teacher had quit.
"Oh my God seriously?!" i shrieked, Mr. Saltzman's class was an easy 'A' cause i could cheat and he never noticed. Its not that im not smart, cause i am, its just that with all my extra curricular activities i cant focus that much on anything else.
"Don't worry, we'll probably get another old boring teacher which wont even stay awake for half the class" she said smirking as she opened the door for us to enter.
"Yeah probably" i say, giving her a smile and taking the seat next to her. We started talking about our weekend, well Elena was talking about her weekend; then we heard the homeroom door open but no one in the classroom even spare a glance at the new teacher until he cleared his throat and picked up a piece of chalk.
I could hear the faint sound of the chalk scribbling on the board and then it came to a stop. As i kept talking with Elena and another girl he cleared his throat again.
"Good morning class, my name is Mr. Mikaelson and it'll be your new history teacher" a man with a familiar accent said that made me gasp. But i wasn't the only one that gasped, the whole population of girls in the classroom gasped as well.
"Crap. Please don't be him, please don't be him" i whisper under my breath as i slowly move my head to look at him. As our eyes meet I can see his shocked expression as well but he shook his head and cleared his throat before continuing.
"Well class as i was saying, I'll be your new teacher and we'll start right away" he smirked as everyone in class groaned but you could clearly see most of the girls drooling over him every time he spoke. And i think that im one of them.
Im drooling over my history teacher, well this isn't something i would have done if Mr. Saltzman was still here.
An hour later the bell rings and everyone got up from their seats and left. A few girls even sending him winks and giggling as they left the classroom but he didn't even looked up at them from the papers he was reading.
Waiting for everyone to leave i walk to the door and closed it before going over to Mr. Mikaelson. Clearing my throat I lean forward on his desk waiting for him to make any move.
Nothing. He did even blinked. Why the hell?! Was he ignoring me? No way, nobody ignores Caroline Forbes and he won't be an exception.
I clear my throat again and looked at him "You never said you were a teacher"
"You never said you were a high school student" he snapped at me, not even bothering looking up from his papers.
Ouch, well someone grumpy today. "Is that all you have to say?" I start talking without thinking "You never said you were a high school student" I try mimicking his accent and even I know that I failed at it and made myself look as an immature teenager, way to go Caroline!
This time he looks up at me with an annoyed expression "What do you want me to say Caroline? Its been a long time since we saw each other, yeah that time you ditched me at the club" he raised an eyebrow at me and I looked away.
As hard as it was to hear him say that I knew I couldn't expect a friendly welcome after I left him there , but on my defense it was all thanks to my mother.
I move my eyes back to his and I found those piercing blue eyes that caught my sight that night "Nick I'm sorry, I just want to talk things out with you and-" I was cut off by him.
"There nothing to talk about Caroline. What happens that night it was-" he took a deep breath before speaking again "it was a mistake, besides if the school counsel finds out about this we could both be in serious trouble"
Looking at him a little dumbstruck I shook my head slightly in disbelief and fixed the arm of my bag over my shoulder "Okay then" I said and left he classroom with my head held high. I wasn't going to cry over him, no, if he wants to be this cold towards me then fine. I can find someone else to replace him, right?
God I'm so pathetic, I can't get him out of my mind. It's him that I want and not any of those immature jocks.
But it can't never be Caroline because he is your teacher and he is clearly not that into you, so get that thought through your this skull.
He will never be yours, he'll always be your teacher...your sexy, handsome, hot teacher.
A\N
Here is Chapter 3, sorry for the delay. Anyways don't forget to follow and favorite this story!
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