Hey
I am soooo sorry that this has took a long time for me to update, however for how busy I have been it is understanding... I hope!
Well my exam's start on monday (English) booo! and end in the middle of June, I do leave school shortly and will be on a part time timetable at school (wont be in all my lessons anymore) so I will have some time and space for me to update when I can...
About this chapter...
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Okay since I am in exam's and cramming hard for them, this chapter is more about what Ezra's plan was I did not know which poem to pick but I did choose one from an anthology that I have to use at school for my exams (I am in england) I have no idea were they are used in the world so I made anything up about it...
The poet is REAL and this poem is REAL - have to use in my exam...
Well my real school teacher was very excited on this poem, she totally loves William Shakespeare... If you don't get the poem it pretty much is how I described it in Ezra's and Aria's words (about sleeping and sharing a bed with Shakespeare) Anne Hathaway was Shakespeares with (its after he died) ..
anywayyyyyy! booo school no more talk!
I hope you enjoy this chapter, I was laughing way too much whilst writing this it amuses me and I hope it does for you
Please be kind at reviews...
Oh and sorry for the 'box' part... erm well if you used your imagenation in that way you'll understand *grins* it will be explained more in the next chapter ^_^
Also my Spell check will not show and word is not working right now so there will be spelling mistakes and probably grammer too
Keep reading or I'll get A on you!
Lydia
xxx
Ezra and I drove smugly together, grinning at each other every so often. When Ezra and I are quiet and everything is silent nothing is awkward it's relaxing and soothing to feel safe with someone you love so deeply.
As we drove to Rosewood day Ezra had to drop me off around the corner, both wishing that neither of us had to hide away our love towards each other. Ezra kissed me with perfection and passion after pulling away in amusement both knowing that would keep us going today, his smile which I could see would stay plastered upon his face.
I met the girls shortly after leaving Ezra to happily drive off to the school car park, as soon as I saw Hanna, Spencer and Emily each of their faces washed over in shock, Hanna's beautiful face was an entertained look.
"What on earth are you wearing, Aria?" Spencer asked staring at me, I knew she approved yet did not over mine and Ezra's relationship, just like Hanna and Emily they all found it somewhat sexy and hot due to the dangers and hotness of Ezra Fitz
"What you mean, they are my clothes" I smiled trying to dodge their reaction of borrowing Ezra's cute shirt which kept me in comfort by his smell hanging on me
"Aria that is not your shirt" Emily said with a grin, each of the girls looked at each other sheepishly
"Someone stayed at Mr Fitz's last night" Hanna grinned giggling
"That's Mr Fitz's top!" Spencer accused, which formed a blush on my cheeks
"No, its not" I tried to wheel myself out of this
"It totally is" Hanna laughed
"No matter what I say you wont listen" I sighed, to their laughter I looked away
"Totally stayed there" Hanna claimed happily
"You stayed at his last night?" Emily asked with a smile, she found it cute and she trusted Ezra with me
"Yeah I did, we didn't do anything though" I told them
"Only made out, on the bed..and sofa... and floor" I added in a hush voice
"OH MY GOD!" Hanna screeched wanting to know everything that she is hearing
"Hanna shut up! She's not going to tell you every detail" Emily pointed out
"I don't want to know how your going to react when she tells you she slept with him" Spencer laughed shaking her head, causing me to blush a deep shade of red
"This is now me leaving" I told them quickly escaping through the school hallways
I reached my first class which was of course Ezra's AP English, to my liking I loved this class as much as I was in love with my teacher. I walked into the class that was getting filled up by more students, Ezra's back was at the back of the class next to my desk with his back to me, I walked over to him casually stopping when he turned around which pretty much frightened him to jump at my presence as he did not realise I was there
"Miss Montgomery" Ezra nodded in a smug way
"Mr Fitz" I winked at him secretively, he chuckled and walked to the front of the class
"Aria, what a lovely top that you are wearing" Hanna choked up as she and the girls walked into the class grinning at me which caused Ezra to chuckle at the amusment on Hanna's face, he knew that the girls knew and he found Hanna hilarious
"Why thank you Hanna, shopped around everywhere for it" I added with a grin too through my blushed cheeks, with the bell now ringing and Hanna trying to carry on the 'Bully Aria' moment and embarress me
"Please take a seat Miss Marin and leave Miss Montgomery alone" Ezra told Hanna with a smile
"But Mr Fitz, doesn't Aria's top make her look sexy?" Hanna questioned with smugness, this caused Ezra to look at me then quickly away, I could see the blush on his cheeks. He was adorable when he blushed
After the embarressment that Hanna had caused me and the laughs from other students I stayed quiet watching Ezra at the front of the class, I wanted to calm him down from his blush to kiss him passionatly wanting him
"Today class we will be looking at some poetry and looking at the meaning's and stories behind them, I would like you to listen to the poem's closely and each pitch in your opinion's and ideas with what you have gathered" Ezra's voice brought me from my fantasy
"We will be looking at a poet who has written a poem which has been used across England in the AQA examanation Anthology" Ezra added as he walked pass each of the other students in the class, I reached for the sheet when he reached my desk, our hands met at once secretivly sending both of us jolts of excitment through us
"This poem is by Carol Ann Duffy called 'Anne Hathaway' please listen closely" Ezra smiled to everyone meeting my eyes, his smug look returned
The bed we loved in was a spinning world
of forests, castles, torchlight, clifftops, seas
where we would dive for pearls. My lover's words
were shooting stars which fell to earth as kisses
on these lips; my body now a softer rhyme
to his, now echo, assonance; his touch
a verb dancing in the centre of a noun.
Some nights, I dreamed he'd written me, the bed
a page beneath his writer's hands. Romance
and drama played by touch, by scent, by taste.
In the other bed, the best, our guests dozed on,
dribbling their prose. My living laughing love -
I hold him in the casket of my widow's head
as he held me upon that next best bed.
I listened to his beautiful adoring songful voice carry the delicate rhythem as he read through the poem, my heart beated each powerful ache for my love to his english teaching the poetry he read was everlasting to hear in his voice. Every girls dream would be to hear the hotest teacher read the passionate words that formed on the paper, I was lucky. I knew that the poem that he read was about the girl's love and excitment of thinking about her husband in bed, the memories that she had to remornis
"I want now to know your views upon the poem we have just read" Ezra grinned, I could see most students in the class apart from Spencer, Emily and Hanna staring dazily at Ezra probably wondering if he would ever go for any of them, to wonder what his touch felt onto their skins
"I found the poem powerful, her yielding for him was breathless to see that Shakespeare complete's Anne Hathaway" I answer seeing out of the corner of my eye Hanna, Emily and Spencer looking at me
"Very good Miss Montgomery, now what would your views be on their love and need that she had for him in the physical way?" Ezra asked, I knew he was clearly wondering about my opinion on physical relationships, I now understood what his smugness was about
"Her need for him was real to her, the metaphors of their relationship that Duffy included was shown in a sexualised way" I started I could see eyes and heads turn to look at me "I can't blame Anne Hathaway in this poem, she's living of her memories of his touch on her body, this clearly show's how in love they both" I stopped and knew my cheeks were now flushed even more than before. Ezra's eyes sparkled towards me understanding that I was refering to our relationship, to break the awkward stares and giggles coming from my best friends Mona spoke up, I wished she did not but I was interested too, own back time shall be brought upon him
