Young Girl

Chapter Four

Max

"I can't believe I'm doing this." I groaned, walking into the community center for the Young Author competition.

"I can. Max, you've got more talent for writing than anyone I know... And I know quite a bit of people." Nudge smiled, pushing me forward and present.

I sighed and kept walking, taking a seat in a row of chairs that had been set up to accommodate everyone who was supposed to show up.

"Wow. I didn't think you'd show." I heard a familiar voice laugh from behind me.

I turned around in my seat and glared.

"Mr. King? What are you doing here?"

"Judging."

My eyes widened and I almost dropped my folder with my writing samples in it.

"You're judging?" I almost screamed.

"Yup."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"You never asked."

I rolled my eyes and looked down at my folder.

"You've already got my vote, Max. Don't worry, you'll be fine."

I nodded, giving him a goofy half smile and turning my attention to the fat, squat guy who was now talking on stage.

"... And a good luck to all of our participants!"

Claps erupted from behind me, so I decided I should probably clap for Old What'sHisName too.

I clapped and watched as various people from the same row I was in began to step on stage and begin to read one thing from their folders of writing samples.

Soon enough, it was my turn.

I focused only on Mr. King's urging eyes as I read. Seeing someone I knew made it easier for me to read through my entire story I wrote without puking. Which, if when I paused mid-story, Mr. King hadn't smiled and practically forced me to keep reading with his eyes I probably would have.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I had finished reading, and all of the readers were done.

"You did fine, Max." Mr. King whispered in my ear as he leaned forward in his chair.

"Thanks, but I don't think I did." I laughed, turning my head slightly to him, inhaling the scent of his cologne... Which smelled really good, might I add.

"You did. Trust me."

I nodded and turned away from him, listening to Old What'sHisName announce third, second and first place for their writing.

I wasn't one of them.

I didn't even place.

Even though I didn't place, I wasn't upset. I was still happy I went. I was happy I got the hell out of my house. Or rather, just away from Marian and Dad.

Unfortunately, though, I have to thank Mr. King for that. . Note the sarcasam.

Somehow, I managed to get away from Nudge long enough to sneak away to the community center's bathrooms and start to freak the hell out.

Not because I didn't place. Not because I wasted a day at a function I didn't place at. But because my dad really is so blind that he doesn't see that Marian really is a bitch who doesn't care about him or Ari and I.

I decided that once I was completely done freaking out I should probably get home.

Except, as I was walking out of the bathroom, I accidentally bumped into someone. And guess who that person just had to be? Mr. King! Woo-hoo! Haha... No.

Well, I guess it's good to be able to thank him now instead of Monday during class.

"Oh! Sorry, Mr. King!" I apologized instantly.

"Max! It's okay. Don't apologize." he laughed, stepping back so he could more clearly see me.

"Hey, Mr. King?" I asked, looking up at him. "I wanted to thank you... For making me do this. I never would have if you hadn't brought it up."

"No problem, Max. It's my job to get my students to do things that could better improve or help them in their English works. By the way, you got extra credit for coming tonight. So did Nudge."

"Really? Thanks Mr. King!"

"Max, in the beginning of this week, I thought you were going to be a hard student to deal with, but you're really a lot different than my first impression told me."

"I'm assuming that's a compliment, so thank you. You still get under my skin a little, but you really helped me get through that reading."

"Well, that's another reason I came. To help in case someone needed it, and also to judge."

"Well, thank you. You're quickly becoming my favorite teacher."

He and I stood and stared at each other for endless seconds before I got the overwhelming urge to do something I'd never thought of before... Kissing a teacher.

Yes, I wanted to kiss my English teacher... And I did.

Of course he was stunned, but he didn't push me away.

He actually kissed me back.

I gripped onto his hair tightly, actually enjoying kissing my English teacher, while his hands held my sides.

Once we finally pulled back, it didn't take me long to kiss him again.

That time however, he did push me back.

"W-what just happened?" he stuttered, looking at me.

A teacher kissed a student, that's what happened.

"Hold on, don't step back." I mumbled, stepping forward and kissing him once more.

It was like Mr. King had some weird bipolarness going on. For a few seconds he kissed me back, but then he pushed away from me.

"Max, if anyone had been around and and saw us kissing like that, I'd be arrested. I'd be arrested and you'd be suspended from school."

"Nobody's around. Nobody saw."

"That doesn't make it okay."

"Makes it enjoyable though."

"Yeah."

"Wait, what?"

"I said yeah."

So let me get this straight, I kissed my English teacher, and then he said he was enjoying it? Well, guess what, I was too.

I had to pause our conversation because my phone in my back pocket started to vibrate, telling me I got a text.

I flicked my phone open and read it.

It was a text from Nudge telling me to meet her out in the front of the community center.

I sent back a simple, 'okay', and looked back at Mr. King.

"Nudge wants me to meet her out front." was all I said.

Before he could reply, I quickly kissed him again.

He and I walked into a little out-cove where the bathroom doors were and continued where nobody could see.

I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck, while his held my hips.

Well, in all truthfulness, I guess it could be construed as 'bad' to see a teacher with a student pressed up against a wall and his tongue rammed down her throat, but I really didn't care.

Once we both couldn't breathe and had to stop, I said a quick goodbye and booked down the hall toward the front of the community center.

When I met up with Nudge, the first words out of her mouth were, "Geeze, you look like you just ran a mile, are you okay?"

Or I just made out with our English teacher...

"Yeah, I'm fine."

Hey, guys! Sorry I haven't updated this for a while!

Uhm. Well, guess what? I started ANOTHER FF.

I don't think I'm going to start to upload it for a while though. I really can't manage too many fanfictions at a time. Right now I'm working on "Hands Where I Can See Them", "Young Girl", "When Enemies Collide", and the new one. It's hard for me to keep up so many. Maybe once I finish "Hands Where I Can See Them" I'll start to upload it, but I don't know yet.

If you could, I'd appreciate it if you could review and tell me not only what you thought of this chapter, but also what you think about when I should upload the new FF.

Hope you enjoyed!

xoxo,

K.J