This chapter is a bit shorter than usual, but the next one will be longer, I promise!

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The rest of the day was a blur of introductions, new faces and trying not to think about Edward. I was still shocked at Edward's behaviour after the lesson, but also slightly turned on. He looked at me like he wanted to devour me, and I liked that. Too much. But he's only 17. If he was 21, I might have considered it, but with eleven years difference, I couldn't see how it would ever work.

By the time I had returned to the headmaster at the end of the day, I felt unusually deflated. I had deluded myself into thinking I'd found the perfect, most gorgeous guy on the planet, when in fact I had found a horny teenager who drinks too much. And he's a student at the school I teach at. I sure know how to pick them!

"Miss Swan! How was your first day? Exciting I hope?" Mr Fernie was far too chipper for my liking.

"It was good thank you, lots to think about." I tried to be short and not give too much away.

"Ah yes, well now you've got the ball rolling, things should pick up. And by November it'll feel like you've been here for years!" I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

"Thank you Mr Fernie. I'll be on my way now, lots more lesson planning to do!" My attempt at being nonchalant seemed to work.

"Yes! A teacher's day never really ends at school! Toodle-pip then!" Toodle-pip? Seriously where does this guy come from? I smiled at him and left the office, attempting to find my way back to the car park. When I got there, only a few cars were left. I walked to my little Polo and while unlocking the door, looked over the roof. How did I know he would be there? Edward stood leaning against his shiny, silver Volvo across the car park, just looking at me. The smug smile was still there, making me angry now. He knows how much he affects me, and he's so damn proud of himself. Ugh.

I shook my head and got in my car, driving off home. I couldn't help but let a few little tears escape. I couldn't believe how stupid I had been, it was embarrassing and a little degrading.

"No more Bella. Just focus on the job." I'd like to think saying at loud made it easier to stick to, but something told me that wouldn't be the case.

After that rather depressing evening, I braced myself for the next day. Edward was there in class, but I ignored him and only spoke to him if he asked a direct question, which was rarely. I tried to focus more on the texts we were reading and less on the fantasy that still floated about in my head. The rest of the day flew by, trying to ignore my brain and focus on teaching. It wasn't until the afternoon when I was heading home that my feelings hit me like a sledgehammer.

I was walking back to my car again, more tired than usual due to my lack of sleep the night before. I looked across the car park, pretending I wasn't looking for that someone, when I saw something that made my stomach lurch and my eyes sting. Edward was leaning against his Volvo, but next to him, really close to him was a girl. I had no idea where she had come from, considering this was an all-boys school, but I could see she was shamelessly flirting with him, touching his arm, flicking her hair and giggling away.

I had never wanted to punch someone before now. It was quite a sudden but very strong urge.

The girl was blonde and pretty, typical popular teenage girl type. And it pained me to see he was flirting back, all smiles and winks. My jealous side was starting to roar its ugly head. A line from the play Othello reverberated in my head; "O, beware, my lord, of jealousy; it is the green-ey'd monster, which doth mock the meat it feeds on." Iago was such a shit-stirrer. Edward quickly glanced in my direction, his eyes looking surprised. Surprised you'd been caught out, player? I quickly got in my car and drove to my flat, tears blurring my vision. When I got in, I opened up a bottle of wine and proceeded to get very drunk. I felt pathetic for being so upset, and angry because I knew nothing would ever happen, and also still really horny. By about midnight, I resigned myself to my bed, got my vibrator out of my bedside drawer and had some alone time. If I could get rid of the aching desire to have a sex, maybe I'd stop thinking about him.

2:00am

Turned on my bedroom light and went into my drawer again. This is going to be a long night.

The next chapter will be longer and more Bella and Edward - thanks for reading!